Tons of fine cigars in their walk-in humador. Alcohol at the bar. Chess boards. A dimly lit, hospitable environment where you can kick back and puff. I went here right when I turned 21. I got some sneers when I entered, but I was glad I checked the place out. I’ve been there a handful of times since. The only reason I went in was because of the name, but they’re the only memorable cigar shop/lounge which made a lasting impact.