Stepping inside feels like entering a worn-in leather boot. Dimly lit, with a soundtrack of soulful blues and the clinking of glasses, it’s a place for quiet conversations and contemplative sips. The air hangs thick with the scent of aged whiskey and dark wood, punctuated by the occasional burst of laughter. Not a place to see and be seen, but rather to sink into a corner and let the world fade away. Come for the drinks, stay for the atmosphere.
