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Don't tell anyone about this place! It is quite the little jewel. It's hidden inside of Commonwealth, but SHHHHHHH don't tell anyone!
You have to text a number to get a reservation and then when you get to Commonwealth, you look around like you're lost and then someone says, "Excuse me, do you have a reservation at Laundry Room?" Why, yes we do, how do we get in? "Follow me...." through a door hidden in the wallpaper, and then another door, and then.....boom!!! You're in the 1920s. I mean as soon as you walk in there is some prohibition clinkity piano music going on, some filligree on the wallpaper, some tufted couches, and a glorious bar with very comfortable backless stools (usually not a fan of backless stools, but these were nice).
Drinks are labor intensive, delicious, rightfully expensive (so don't complain, you've been warned!), and full of a bunch of ingredients that I've never heard of, but damn are they amazing. There is also popcorn in little vintage bowls strewn with crystals. Now listen....I don't like popcorn. I don't like how it gets stuck in your teeth and tastes stale no matter what. But this popcorn was HATCH CHILE popcorn and it was spicy, a little smoky, and I pretty much became obsessed with it considering the bartender filled the bowl up twice for me.
This is what a speakeasy should be. Classy, sexy, chic, and mysterious. SHHH, DON'T TELL ANYONE!
PS, I would have taken some pictures, but pictures are not allowed!! There is a whole list of rules in the back of the menu, which I wholeheartedly agree with every single one. I need this place in my life more.
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