"Have faith in your GPS and you’ll find Yellow Jacket Social Club behind some train tracks and inside a tiny forest. The inside is small and divey, but the patio is where you want to be, under twinkling lights, trees, and misters that make this feel like a fantastical escape from East Sixth Street just a block away. Grab a couple of frozen cocktails and a ham and gruyere sandwich on crusty sourdough bread to share—the kitchen seems to have missed the dive-bar memo. " - chelsea bucklew, nicolai mccrary
Richard Casteel
