They say that truth is stranger than fiction, but the crew behind Aston Manor Social Club and Maison Tavern clearly thinks fiction is far cooler, 'cause the truth is, this massive nightclub and adjacent password-only speakeasy were inspired by an imaginary playboy descended from the "king of Seattle bootleggers", all so they can anchor a SoDo nightlife district that... um, strangely, doesn't really exist yet.
But they're off to a great start creating said nightlife district, thanks to Maison Tavern, a 55 seat cocktail-and-snack spot that'll essentially serve as the VIP room for the nightclub in the back.
Behind this tufted-leather-clad bar, they're serving a host of Prohibition-era cocktails, like the gin/sweet vermouth/fernet Hanky Panky, which, sadly, is prohibited on the premises, no matter how many of these drinks you take down.
Not comfortable sitting at the bar? Well then, order a drink while getting comfortable on one of their plush couches, or in these high-backed lounge chairs that seem like they'd be useful if it started raining.
You'll be ordering from her. Or someone dressed like her. And no, she doesn't have change for a dollar.
MT also has this upstairs, which is the perfect place to nosh on snacks prepped by a Michael Mina vet, like oak-grilled chuck sliders w/ melted aged white cheddar and "fancy sauce".
It's also the perfect place to look down on the dance floor in the adjacent Aston Manor, instead of actually having people look down on your dancing on said floor at the adjacent Aston Manor.
If you have the day's password (you can get it on their website, just like in the olden days!), they'll let you move between spots through this bookshelf.
The massive space is highlighted by a 14ft LED screen and DJ booth fronted with a mantle reclaimed from a Cap Hill mansion.
Though you may not notice once you see the go-go dancing models on elevated platforms, or the burlesque dancer in this rose petal-filled tub, who, truthfully, steals the show.