An anecdote that relates to this discussion:
My father and I played Bulls Bay a few weeks ago on a very cold, rainy day. We were about the only guys crazy enough to play that day, but when we were finished freezing our butts off and went for a bite to eat (the Italian chicken sandwich was the best thing I've ever eaten at a golf course, by the way), there were about half a dozen members eating as well, having a drink, watching TV. It's always seemed to be a high compliment to a club that one would want to go there just to hang out and not even play golf.
About 36 hours after we left Bulls Bay, my father and I realized we had left our golf shoes in the locker room. Dad emailed his contact Terry Florence to inquire about collecting them. When he did, a few days later, a member we had said hello to in passing on the day we played stoppe my father and greeted him again, remembering. When my father collected our shoes, they had bee thoroughly cleaned, re-spiked, and even re-laced!
If a club's staff is kind enough to treat a couple of guests that well, one can only imagine how great they are to their members. That's the type of club I'd love to be a part of someday.