kyloren_sith

So we have this place called 1923. Well at this particular lounge/bar Prohibition hasn't ended yet and the whole place is one gigantic time capsule. In order to gain entrance (and to keep the bums and the law out) you need to give the hot chick behind the door a code word. That'll gain you entrance to a 1920's speakeasy where the flappers are sexy, the whiskey is good, jazz is playing and you always feel special. I just found out about this place last weekend and went but it took forever to finally get to writing a blog post about it (I keep forgetting sorry). Anyhow It's a new favorite hangout!