You notice this establishment and its proprietor is a little off… the beaten path. Delightful and lush patio décor, thoughtful and well put together. Then the mixologist hands you a bourbon slushy and you think, my goodness, this is tasty. The Black Urn t-shirt is soft. Is this combed cotton? The clientele, well the clientele is well healed, well groomed, well worn, and well, swell. Haven’t had the food; didn’t want to over stay my welcome… not sure the kitchen was open. The place seems to have kitchen hours and night club hours, or no hours at all(whim hours?). Soon to never always be a Lexington treasure.