(San Francisco, CA
Harkening back to a time where dames were dangerous and calling a cop a dick didn't get you tased in the neck
, this SF spot pays tribute to classic noir with a spot decked out with a bar made from a repurposed iron vent, silhouettes of femmes fatales and trench-coated gumshoes, and typewriters where you can peck out your internal monologue in real time. And if the theme didn't hit home, they'll screen classics like The Maltese Falcon
while you get all Sam Spade at the bar.
Though it stands for "beverage, entertainment, dining", this Miami place actually serves you food and drinks in real beds. Considering that most people in Miami turn the dance floor into an orgy of Matrix Reloaded
proportions, this might seem dubious, but the place is more known for pillow fights than public copulation, and even has DJs spinning in an effort to keep you awake.