Christopher Owens
Google
Well, I finally did it. I chased the signs, rounded the corner, and waddled my way into cocktail heaven—aka The Goose.
After months of saying “I really need to check that place out,” fate (and a craving for a strong drink in a sexy setting) finally brought me to this moody, marble-floored gem. Walking in felt like stepping into a Manhattan lounge, but without the ego or overpriced pretzels. Instead, I got soft lighting, curvy decor, and the kind of playlist that makes you want to text your ex just to say “look what you’re missing.”
Ashley was behind the bar mixing cocktails smoother than a late-night voice memo, and Kain? Well, if you’re lucky enough to catch him—ask him to spin a playlist and shake up a Tuxedo No. 2. He’ll charm your ears and your taste buds. Honestly, I don’t know if I was more intoxicated by the drinks or the vibe (…okay, maybe both).
Do yourself a favor: follow the signs, embrace your inner goose, and glide into this little slice of cocktail paradise. And if Kain’s around—tell him I said hi. Or better yet… tell him to call me.
10/10 would honk again.