If you've never aspired to have bad luck, reconsider: Bad Luck Bar gives Detroit something it was pining for -- a high-octane, high-mets-low cocktail pad with sex appeal and serious drinks. The space hides in an alleyway, with a door marked by a painting of a snake. Inside, the cocktails range from outrageously expensive (an $80 Caribbean rum leftover from reserves the United Kingdom set aside for its Royal Navy in the 1970s) to a champagne flute filled with Miller Highlife that just costs a few dollars. There are even mid-range surprises, in an enchanting Past Lives sip that blends gin, pisco, Umeshu fruit liqueur and rose-hibiscus syrup; or a bourbon ditty that comes with a spoonful of caviar. Tastes like your luck's about to change.