Especially on a Tuesday. It is cozily underground, down a dark staircase, and surrounded by brick and fish tanks. I enjoyed a dirty martini and a contrary mary with dmitri's seasoning -- the bartender's choice.
Hours later, my ears got cold, walking from the Luna Park Cafe to my complex. But between then and now, if you find yourself adrift in Pioneer Square, I encourage you to head beneath the street, and order a drink.
By the by, their chocolate cake martini actually tastes like chocolate cake, if you're into that sort of thing.
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