The Rolling Stones have commandeered Villa Nellcôte, an opulent art nouveau mansion, to get wild and occasionally work on composing Exile on Main St.
But more importantly, to inspire a new place on 11th where you can go drink absinthe and know the tender touch of beer tempura.
Let it loose at Bergerac, a Nellcôte-inspired SoMa hangout for nights of leisurely debauching underneath Audio nightclub, opening Saturday.
To be clear, you’re still a long way from Nice. But there are touches of that Stones-esque gritty glam here—a rough-hewn mix of leather and velvet chesterfields, taxidermy and absinthe paraphernalia. And you can probably source a cocktail napkin and a pen, if inspiration strikes.
But really, you’re here either to escape the dancing overhead (you can get down the stairs in back, but can’t go back up that way), or you’re walking in from the street after dark, alongside somebody you enjoy walking with after dark.
And then: they’ve got Silent Agendas, made with brandy and absinthe, Berger Sliders (double patties and bone-marrow butter) and Bergerac Eggs—there’s a freezer-cured yolk that’s wrapped in black pudding, then fried in beer tempura.
Now what rhymes with “beer tempura”...