Happy Hour at the Sorrento Hotel
The Hunt Club is hungry for young blood…and it’s offering rides.
Moments ago, I received an email about a new happy hour that starts tonight at the Hunt Club and Fireside Room in the Sorrento. My first reaction was to delete it and pretend I’d never seen it—the Fireside Room is a luscious little secret, a place where you can nestle in among the octogenarians, sink into a plush couch with a whiskey cocktail, and dive into deep, meandering conversation. As much as I love happy hours, this really threw me. What would 50 cent fried oysters and $4 wells do this fabulously discrete old luxury bar? I didn’t want to know.
Then I called the general manager, Jeff Jobe, who told me that the bar and lounge are pretty much screwed if they don’t start drawing in the 27-to-45 set. The more, er, mature locals who tend to frequent the Sorrento simply don’t go out enough to sustain the Sorrento’s dining program. “It’s time to get this place alive and kicking,” said Jobe. “I want to see it overutilized instead of underutilized.”
He’s so dedicated to doing just that that he will send the hotel limo—generally only at the beck and call of the Sorrento’s elite overnight guests—to come pick up you and your “posse,” (His word, not mine. The Sorrento is new to this whole youth thing.) anywhere in the downtown area from 4-6pm. Just call this number: 206-622-6400.
The HH itself is pretty good. The bar’s well gin is Bombay, so I suggest you stick to that (vodka is Monopolowa). Wines are also $4, domestic brews are $2.50 while micros are $3.50. Chilled shrimp and fried oysters are 50 cents, and there’s a $4 slider plate and $5 ahi tuna salad.
So get on up to First Hill and save the Fireside, 27-to-45ers. But let’s all make an effort not to use the word “posse” while we’re there. It just feels all wrong.



I REALIZE WE ARE OUT WEST BUT I CAN’T REMEMBER THE LAST TIME I SAW A “POSSEE” AT THE SORRENTO. MAYBE GRETA GARBO BUT WHAT ‘S WRONG WITH THAT? THE SORRENTO IS AS ROMANTIC AS THEY COME ANYMORE. THE GLORY DAYS ARE GONE, AND DON’T WE KNOW IT THESE DAYS, SO IT IS SOOO NICE TO BE ABLE TO GET AWAY FOR AWHILE AND RELIVE THOSE DAYS IN THE COMFORT OF A PLACE LIKE THE FIRESIDE ROOM OR THE INVITING BAR WITH A BARTENDER WHO REMEMBERS NOT ONLY WHAT YOU DRINK BUT ASKS HOW YOUR LAST TRIP WAS AND REALLY CARES. IF CHESTER FINDS HIS “POSSEE” i’M NOT SURE MARSHALL MALONE WILL REEP ANY REWARDS. IF THE POSSEE ARRIVES WE MIGHT AS WELL BE AT THE HILTON. MAYBE “CHESTER” NEEDS TO FIND A NEW HOME AND LEAVE WELL ENOUGH ALONE. IF THESE TWO ARE TIRED OF THE OLD CLIENTEL OF THE SORRENTO MAYBE IT’S TIME FOR MARSHALL MALONE TO SELL AND CHESTER TO GO CHECK OUT THE HILTON AND LEAVE US “OLD SCHOOL” FOLKS TO SOAKING UP THE LAST OF THE GLORY DAYS AT THE SORRENTO.
Woo-hoo! Call me a limo! Just one quibble: Isn’t it after happy hour a person needs to be driven, not before? Just askin’.
Right? I totally agree. Maybe they think people are deterred by the climb up the hill? Lazy youngins.
Funk magic
With a great forsimillitude
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