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7 and Davidoff Special "R", among others), the live jazz five nights a week, the top-shelf liquor and the extensive wine list, plus the full restaurant menu. Though you probably won't be seated at the Frank Sinatra or the Ray Charles tables (the best seats in the house, named for the portraits on the walls above them), you'll still have access to the humidor with 10 different cigar brands for sale (La Gloria Cubana Serie R No.
But there's a new way to score a spot at The Club, among the vivid hues of leather and mosaic tile, and that's to secure a one-day pass ($25) and a reservation.
More than 200 personal humidors are available for rental.Īnnual dues for membership are $700 for individuals and $1,900 for corporate memberships, which grants access to four members of the same company. Inside the humidor room-which with its sliding track ladders more resembles a library-brass nameplates delineate the private boxes of cigar-storing club members, who range from a certain NBA analyst with a unique golf swing to one of Napa's most celebrated winemakers. "Many of the servers have been here for five, six years and even since the Club opened." The membership, which comprises both men and women, stands at roughly 650, including some non-Atlanta residents. "It's like a family here, honestly, even between the staff and the members," says Jim Monteleone, The Club's general manager. Pano Karatassos opened The Club at Chops as a gathering place for friends, and he approves every new member. In 2000, Buckhead Life Restaurant Group founder and owner-and cigar aficionado-I. This is The Club at Chops, a semi-private dining room in one of Atlanta's premier steak houses, and the ultimate place to smoke in the city.Īlthough the Bond routine isn't necessary, you could dine at Chops dozens of times without knowing of The Club's existence. One sharp glance back as you slide your magnetic keycard through the reader and enter a classy speakeasy of the new Prohibition, a much-needed haven for smokers in a time when enjoying a cigar requires double-0 style secrecy. After breezing past the maître d' with a knowing glance, you weave past the restaurant's patrons to the open-air kitchen, eyes furtively scanning the room, wondering if anyone noticed the two-robusto bulge inside your sport coat.
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