Time to properly say goodbye. To the art. To the fashion. To the donut-coated roller coaster in Wynwood.
Okay, mostly the donut roller coaster.
And here to help with the send-off: rum. A hundred bottles’ worth.
Welcome to South Shore, a wood-paneled lounge built for evenings of cigar chomping and rum sipping, now residing in the James Royal Palm in South Beach.
There’s a 1970s thing happening here, but not in a theme-y way. Just the kind of place that feels like it might’ve given Hef’s rec room a run for its money back in the day. Woods. White leathers. Framed photos of bikini-clad beachgoers. Oh, and in the middle of it all, a vintage red foosball table. Foosball. That’s a fun word to say.
Anyway, you’ll come here for a leisurely nightcap after you’ve wrapped dinner upstairs at Florida Cookery. Technically, it’s only for hotel guests, but relax. Nobody’s going to stop you. Just saunter over to the bar and order a South Shore Sling (rum, Cherry Heering, Bénédictine, fresh pineapple). Or maybe just ask them to hold everything but the rum and pick something from their extensive 100-bottle collection. Like a 25-year-old English Harbour from Antigua. The unofficial rum capital of the world.
And when you’re done, have the barkeep show you around their humidor. Then, ask where they keep the “special” Cohibas.
He’ll know what you mean.