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| - Those looking for a hip, premium, and new cocktail bar need to look no further than uptown. Behind, and up the stairs from Stock & Stable is so hip you won't believe it's in this neighborhood.
It's dim, but still feels as warm and inviting as clandestine. Every element here--from the seats to the aesthetic of the liquor shelves themselves--are elegant and pleasing. If you take someone here for the first time, I've no doubt they'll feel special. It just all comes together so nicely! And it's old-timey...classic, even, without feeling antiquated. Like, my friends would always say "Wouldn't it be rad if we could time travel to the 50s?" and I'm like "Dude that's inconsiderate! Have you not looked at me once?" But now I totally get why they're feeling that.
I can dig Sinatra when I'm clutching a big glass of whisky.
So about the cocktail menu...it's short enough to avoid leaving customers paralyzed with choice, and it's long enough to highlight an array of premium spirits anyone can love. Some cocktail bars really want their top-shelf to have this bold, distinguished flavor. Like, they want their rum cocktails to *really* announce their presence and envelop you with one monolithic taste. But at Honor, I don't think I've had anything mixed better in the valley. Like how their Ryes and Fall (Rye, grapefruit, lemon, ginger, Creme de Violette) assumes I know and thoroughly enjoy rye, and is showing me a new way to savor it. They grab my taste buds and demand I challenge them more than ever.
And while whiskey is over-represented here methinks, they are far from ignoring the rest. They make the best Corpse Reviver in town. The Private Eye, with its gin and champagne over cotton candy, is sweet enough for the most basic of guests but still intriguing enough for the self-proclaimed experts to nod. What kind of genius looks at the French 75 and takes that as a next step? Amazing, right?
So if you're not sold yet, I've gotta say the service is outstanding here. I am so gosh darn tired of being treated like I'm being done a favor for blowing a Benjamin on a classy night out. Sick of the holier-than-thou hipsters, the condescending, iPad-wielding doormen, and unfortunate time limits I've endured at other establishments. I'll leave it to you to guess where I'm talking about. Anyway, Honor treats me nice. They always acknowledged me, even when it was hella packed. They always make sure I am enjoying my order. They treat me like I'm *valued* and so I will always, always recommend them above any place else in these parts.
It's accessible, but the snobs can kick it too. Check it out, and you won't be disappointed!
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