Owned by forced-off-Lincoln-Road-by-ridiculous-rents-former-favorite-coffee-shop Jeffrey’s proprietors Jeffrey Landsman and Kurt Schmidt, it’s shadowy enough for smooching, shady enough for liaisons of the deliciously illicit kind. Not only is the room dimly lighted in an alluring way, a throaty jazz singer and a back-door entrance off a rather deserted alleyway suggest something concealed, something that says speakeasy, something that whispers romance.

Source: miaminewtimes.com