Why you goThe concept here is Tiki-gets-freaky, and you won’t be in any doubts about it the second you step through the billowing velvet curtains and into the door. The hula-dancing sister to the nearby saloon-style Earl’s Juke Joint, Jacoby’s is named after the tiki-obsessed Dr Jacoby in TV’s Twin Peaks. The décor is an all-senses riot of banana-palm print wallpaper, neon lighting made from glass floats in fishnets, a bamboo bar and cheesy sunset prints and you’ll have to strain to hear the bar guy’s welcome over the stereo. But don’t be fooled into thinking this is some sort of tacky Hawaiian-themed hen’s party gone bad; the service is always welcoming – they’ll plop a plate of nuts and chips in front of you before you sit down – and the juicy cocktails are mixed with a truly expert hand.
Why you stayBecause whatever time you get there, the party’s just getting started. By the end of the night, expect to be double-sipping from a bowl of something coconutty and curaçao-blue with a stranger, sweatily bellowing the lyrics to a Santana tune and banging your fist joyfully on the bar for another.
