The pour
The Board.
A beautiful wooden bar. Bourbon, and whatever the evening requires. The house keeps the pours honest and the stools close.
Roanoke · Private
A quiet address.
A private house in Roanoke. Bourbon, cigars, cards, and a course that never leaves the building.
Membership is by introduction. The house does not advertise a door.
The lounge
The Hours.
Green velvet, leather, and the clock on the wall. Time is supposed to slow down here. That is the point.
Cards
The Table.
A proper poker table, black leather, and a room that stays quiet until the cards are out. Hands are played in the house, not on a screen.
Golf
The Course.
Eighteen holes that never leave the building. Down the stairs, book the bay, take a club, and play while the rest of the house goes on above you.
Shuffleboard
The Lane.
A long board of waxed maple. Scores are kept. Arguments are not.
The house keeps
The Lockers.
Numbered oak lockers with mesh doors. Cigars, a bottle, a jacket. What belongs to you stays here until you return.
Air
The Deck.
Black steel doors, brick across the way, a chair in the sun. Smoke outside when the weather is decent. Come back in when it is not.
The hours belong to the house
Find the door.
Bourbon. Cigars. Cards. A course indoors. A locker with your name on it. If you already belong, you know. If you do not, someone will have to say so.
Request an introduction