James “Liam” Biggerstaff
Google
Club X Speakeasy is the closest I’ve ever come to stepping back in time to the clandestine allure of a true Prohibition-era hideaway. Tucked away in an unassuming and inconspicuous location, this spot feels like a secret waiting to be uncovered. After a night at the symphony, it offered us an exciting and mysterious detour. We entered through a hidden, barely noticeable door with no indication as to what might lie beyond. In fact, we only realized where the proper entrance was as we exited—a fitting detail for a place designed to remain a mystery to all but the most curious adventurers.
Inside, the atmosphere was electric yet intimate, with dim lighting casting shadows across the swanky decor. The space was a mix of polished elegance and subtle intrigue, as if the walls themselves could tell stories of whispered conversations and clandestine rendezvous. The crowd was as eclectic as the setting, a collection of individuals who seemed equally drawn to the speakeasy’s mystique. It felt like stepping into another world, one where the rules of the ordinary were momentarily suspended.
Bar service only added to the authenticity—there was no rushing, no pretense, just the art of the drink. A small bite paired beautifully with a mocktail, but the star of the night was an A5 Wagyu-washed Old Fashioned. Every sip felt like a revelation, as though it had been crafted with secrets passed down through generations of mixologists. The bartenders were attentive and skilled, crafting drinks that were as beautiful as they were delicious.
Club X doesn’t just serve drinks; it serves an experience—a fleeting moment of stepping outside the everyday and into something extraordinary. If you’re resourceful enough to find it, you’ll be rewarded with an evening that feels like a page torn from the history books, where every detail whispers of adventure and indulgence.
