The Seattle Speakeasy Power Rankings

If speakeasies were part of the Olympics, Needle & Thread would win a gold medal. To get in, you have to make a reservation online, enter through sister bar Tavern Law, and pick up a vintage phone in the back corner. After you do that, someone will unlock a door that leads to a rickety staircase, and finally, up to an antique parlor. There’s no menu, but trust the expert bartenders to make you something with the ingredients of your choice. We’ve had excellent spritzes made with a type of bitter pomegranate aperitif and raspberries, and a classic daiquiri with banana and cinnamon bitters.

While everyone at Phở Bắc’s newest Downtown location is slurping phở under stark fluorescent lighting, there’s a hidden bar upstairs called Phởcific Standard Time where you should head post-soup. We love every last one of these drinks, like the Dua Dừa which features rum, absinthe, coconut milk, lime, and basil seed—and is intensely refreshing. And then there’s one of the best cocktails in Seattle: the Cà Phê Tini, an iced coffee martini that tastes like what the Nesquik Rabbit would order after a long day of advertising chocolate milk to children. While the cocktails are PST’s clear highlight, it would be a shame to come here and not also grab some cheesy caramelized crab and prawn dip.

The only thing that gives this psychedelic Capitol Hill spot away is the line outside that starts to assemble after 8pm on any given Saturday night. Otherwise, this nondescript door along Pike would probably go unnoticed. There’s a lot to notice inside—chain curtains that may or may not smack you in the face on the way in, a room that buzzes with conversations, excellent tropical drinks, and rorschach shadows that project from a mosaic-tiled disco ball. Between that and their cheeseburger bao, Foreign National is one of our favorite places for an exciting night out.

By day, Dreamland is a Fremont diner where you can eat rigatoni alla vodka and french toast in the same meal. But by night, hang a left past the host stand and you'll find a covered patio bar known as Carnelian Bay—a.k.a. Dreamland's alter-ego. The whimsical space-galaxy-jungle-grotto surroundings make the outdoor dining room feel like a hazy movie mashup of Jurassic Park, Alien, and Xanadu in the best way possible. There are $99 large-batch margaritas served in disco balls alongside salty pucker powder-rimmed glasses, Jell-O shots that taste like jam from the jar, and some of the best bar snacks in the city—like vegetarian chicken strip baskets, pimento cheese slathered on fried saltines, and a gooey cheeseburger that can do no wrong.

It doesn’t matter that finding the entrance to Rich Rich involves stumbling into a Queen Anne alley that may or may not smell like ripe trash—this swanky sister to La Dive is worth the momentary nostril assault. Once you’re in, you can bask in the fuschia glow and sip cocktails that are just as complicated as they are satisfying, like tequila paired with three different tropical fruits and cocchi americano, or a martini with lemon pepper that gives a tingle of spice but goes down smooth. If you’re celebrating something, like the end of the workweek or discovering Chappell Roan for the first time, you may even want to knock back a bong of Champagne. Use Rich Rich for first dates or friend hangs that start mellow and have the potential to turn up, just like the in-house DJs.

Bonjour Vietnam is an otherwise-sleepy Vietnamese restaurant with a secret. Straight back through the dining area, there's what appears to be a typical supply room, filled with booster seats, coolers, cleaning supplies, and lockers. (Hint: the lockers have a doorknob inside.) Through the rigged locker door, you’ll enter a bar that looks like Josephine Baker went to HomeGoods, complete with crystal chandeliers, velvet stools, and bottles of liquor lined up inside locked cabinets. We're fans of the tangy jungle punch with a side of cajun wings (courtesy of Bonjour Vietnam), and if it happens to be a Sunday or Monday at 8pm, there’s an added bonus of live jazz. 

This underwater-themed cocktail bar from the same folks behind Walrus & The Carpenter is located underneath the multimillion-dollar rainforest attraction otherwise known as the Amazon Spheres. This tourist trap has fancy bar snacks like a $25 Seattle dog, and an extensive cocktail menu worth exploring. Want an Oaxacan Old Fashioned with green pepper tequila and chocolate-orange bitters? They’ve got it. Fernet with a cola-cinnamon reduction and balsamic vinegar? You’ve come to the right glass ball. The only catch is that walk-in wait times can take forever, so make a reservation in advance. 

The only proof that Ruby exists is the huge text painted on a black wall in Greenwood where a computer repair shop used to be. And no offense to anyone with a busted Nintendo Switch—but grabbing a drink at this Victorian wallpaper-slathered speakeasy is the better deal. It’s a perfect spot to talk with a bartender about everything and nothing over cava-topped gin, and momentarily pretend that you’re not across from a Fred Meyer. Ruby’s short lineup of $13 signature cocktails features jungle birds with Plantation Pineapple subbed in for the fruit juice in question, a rum and fernet drink cooled by coconut, and a choose-your-own-negroni adventure where the base spirit, color, and preparation are up to you.

There’s a good chance you’ve passed by this unmarked door after one too many picklebacks at Montana. At this Filipino spot, unlike many speakeasies that just have cocktails and a few small snacks (if you’re lucky), Knee High Stocking said, “not on our watch.” Alongside their cocktail menu, they serve excellent dishes like lumpia, chicken adobo garlic-rice plates, and a plant-based sisig. Just note that the space is tiny, and you can’t get in without a reservation. Plus, they’re strict with seating times—don’t expect to enter even a minute early.

The Doctor's Office has a vibe that couldn't be more different than the chaotic swirling nightlife of Capitol Hill happening just outside on Olive Way. This bar is intimate and quiet, and you’ll receive a glass of complimentary Champagne. Make an "appointment" and order a vodka martini that comes with a beaker of olive juice meant to personally customize how dirty you like it. Or, leave your drink order totally up to the bartenders—it'll probably be the only time you’ll ever get prescribed gin.

Usually, time spent at Biang Biang Noodles on Capitol Hill involves being facedown in a giant bowl of their mala-spiced beef dry mix—but take a moment and look up. Hidden behind red velvet curtains is an intimate loft space decorated with ornate lamps and delicate paper fans. While some of the bar's tea-infused cocktails are a bit medicinal tasting, the Lychee Blossom with green tea, gin, and lemon is light and refreshing. This place is also a fun non-dive bar option in the neighborhood for a first date. We’d just suggest making reservations—it gets busy quickly. 

Located at the bottom of Temple Billiards, The Pharmacy is a Pioneer Square basement that we want to hang out in. It looks like somebody ransacked a garage sale in the late 1970s to furnish this place with sofas, coffee tables, and mismatched decorative pillows—but somehow it all works. The cocktail menu is massive and involves things like tiki drinks and many different riffs on a French 75. And the bartenders will happily make you something custom on the spot.

Don’t come to this underwater-themed spot inside Rumba expecting groundbreaking drinks. Instead, come for a good time and tropical novelty in the form of shipwrecked odds and ends, glowing turquoise lanterns, and enough fishing nets to recreate an episode of Deadliest Catch. You’ll sit under giant replica tentacles sprouting from the ceiling and sip cocktails in gimmicky vessels. Those include a rum-spiked ube drink served in a miniature rice cooker, and a fruity cachaça situation placed in what appears to be an Amazon Prime box. While the cocktails here most likely keep local dry ice companies in business, they all taste like watered-down stuff from an all-inclusive resort.

Hidden behind a “bookcase” in the lobby of the Fairmont Olympic Hotel is Founders Club. It's not a total secret—there’s a host standing in front of the entrance with a tablet, and hotel guests have likely witnessed a wall swing open at least 10 times in the past five minutes. The inside is straight out of Mad Men, with red velvet sofas, ornate lampshades, and more leather surfaces than a supervillain’s lair. While it feels like a cigarette-smoking Jon Hamm could appear at any second, this place is really just filled with loud first dates, bachelorette parties, and couples who booked solely for an edgy engagement photoshoot with their $54 Manhattans. Use this place sparingly for a pre-theater drink, or to impress any out-of-towner who has a deep love for fancy whiskey.

An unmarked alley door takes you into this dimly lit Queen Anne bar located inside The Ruins (a wedding and event venue). There’s lots of dark wood and velvet, a giant elephant statue in the corner, and diamond-shaped chandeliers creating a moody look like most other cocktail lounges (elephant in the room, notwithstanding). But drinks like a citrusy sideshow and Champagne-spiked Eléphante 75 are well-crafted, and with slim pickings for cool spots on Queen Anne, this place stands out by default.

Despite the fact that you may wait an hour to get into Bathtub Gin & Co, the drinks aren’t very good. You can find much better cocktails at other Belltown neighborhood spots like Roquette and Navy Strength. But we can’t argue that this secret bar checks some boxes. It has an alleyway entrance complete with a fancy little wooden door. It has bookcases, tea candles, and more exposed brick than the infamous third house from The Three Little Pigs. If you’re into speakeasies, we can recommend one visit just to check out the dusty basement shelves and some coupe drinks absolutely trashed with Chartreuse.