Tonight could be one of those nights.
The kind of night where you go out for a simple slice of pizza, stumble upon a secret door and then, boom: you’re holding an Old Fashioned and screaming, “Bingo!”
The kind of night that takes you to Hid in 2612, a pop-up cocktail den in the new private room at Cane Rosso, open tonight for a fly-by week of cocktailing.
You’re familiar with Bar 828, the pop-up bar in Bishop Arts. Well, the guys behind that have partnered with Cane Rosso on this place. Imagine Warhol’s Factory—there are neon lights, a headless mannequin in a frame and chandeliers made of jars—but with the much-needed addition of a full-time bartender.
Your journey begins inside Cane Rosso. Make your way to the back hallway and head through the door. Inside, you’ll be welcomed by a DJ on your right and vintage couches on your left. But first: the bar, where the gents from the Cedars Social will pour you a drink.
As you settle into one of the green lounge chairs in the corner, you’ll be handed a bingo card. Correction: a hipster bingo card—because instead of numbers, the boxes say things like skinny jeans, Chuck Taylors and tattoo sleeves.
Also, free space.
The kind of night where you go out for a simple slice of pizza, stumble upon a secret door and then, boom: you’re holding an Old Fashioned and screaming, “Bingo!”
The kind of night that takes you to Hid in 2612, a pop-up cocktail den in the new private room at Cane Rosso, open tonight for a fly-by week of cocktailing.
You’re familiar with Bar 828, the pop-up bar in Bishop Arts. Well, the guys behind that have partnered with Cane Rosso on this place. Imagine Warhol’s Factory—there are neon lights, a headless mannequin in a frame and chandeliers made of jars—but with the much-needed addition of a full-time bartender.
Your journey begins inside Cane Rosso. Make your way to the back hallway and head through the door. Inside, you’ll be welcomed by a DJ on your right and vintage couches on your left. But first: the bar, where the gents from the Cedars Social will pour you a drink.
As you settle into one of the green lounge chairs in the corner, you’ll be handed a bingo card. Correction: a hipster bingo card—because instead of numbers, the boxes say things like skinny jeans, Chuck Taylors and tattoo sleeves.
Also, free space.
