Eugene N.
Yelp
The Shady Lady: A Review by the Land Park Nobleman
This Land Park nobleman has known love. Many women, in my younger years, wanted to call me theirs--when life was carefree and my future was limitless. But time passed. My inventions, misunderstood and underfunded, never received the acclaim they deserved. And so the women bet on other men. They will regret it--mark my words--when my long-delayed crypto windfall arrives.
In the meantime, with no prospects in the arena of love, a wise man avoids shady ladies. Unless, of course, we're speaking of The Shady Lady Saloon on the R Street corridor in Midtown Sacramento.
Dimly lit, wrapped in blood-red velvet wallpaper and Victorian decadence, the Shady Lady evokes the aesthetic of a New Orleans bordello (though I assure you, I've never stepped foot in such an establishment). Dark chandeliers cast moody shadows, and framed photos of fierce vintage beauties gaze down at patrons like ghosts of desire past.
This is not a bar for the faint of heart. It is a place where a gentleman sips a Manhattan, and a shady lady--well, she might sip on the French 75 or the Black Dahlia. The cocktail menu is clever and expansive. A few standouts include the Corpse Reviver No. 2, the Jet Pilot, and the aptly named Bourbon Renewal.
The small plates? Elevated but unpretentious. The Duck Confit Tots are a sinful delight--crisp and rich, served with smoked paprika-lemon aioli. The Jambalaya Croquettes deliver heat and heart, while the Chili Cheese Fries are precisely what one needs when pondering the cruelty of lost love.
This is not an everyday bar. No, it's a rendezvous spot--for friends, or perhaps for those you wish to become more than friends with... if you catch my drift.
The Shady Lady is the kind of place that lets you pretend--for a night--that you're a character in your own noir novel. And sometimes, that's exactly what a nobleman needs.
Land Park Nobleman