Bar Radio: "Before me and to my left was a long, quietly gleaming wooden bar. Behind it stood a trim man about my age in a tuxedo shirt, striped tie, and navy vest... The place was gorgeous. Immaculate. Behind the man was a wall of polished wooden shelves, filled with bottles and decanters and elegant glasses. The walls and ceiling were painted indigo, and interspersed with wooden beams. The lighting, I noticed, was all indirect—a series of small lamps in the shelving and on the bar itself. The effect was to produce a feeling of privacy, even sanctuary."