The Brown Room

Having read much, but never visited the large and famous Congress Hall, I made a point to check it out one evening while in Cape May. What got my initial attention was the noise and kickin' bass from an apparent wedding reception across the hallway. So I decided to head away from the noise into what looked like an oversized library or family room.

I looked around at the numerous people sitting at a small bar or lounging on the variety of couches and chairs scattered throughout the dimly lit space, which I soon found out was "The Brown Room." I grabbed a beer at the bar and luckily found an empty leather chair nearby. After sitting down (really down) in it, I started absorbing the chill vibe of the place.

It was like I somehow snuck into an after-dinner party filled with pleasant conversation and flowing drinks. If smoking was still permitted indoors, I could imagine gentlemen puffing on cigars and smacking each other on the back while laughing at their own jokes. Heck, I could have seen Professor Plum or Miss Scarlett mingling among the crowd and never batted an eye.

However, a majority of people were enjoying the talents of a young lady singing and playing guitar near the fireplace. She was really good, playing a variety of radio friendly songs and even belting out an acoustic version of "Hey Ya!" I was impressed.

I sat comfortably for awhile, listening to the music and enjoying my drink before eventually moving downstairs to check out the "Boiler Room." Thankfully, I didn't see a lead pipe, wrench or unused candlestick on my way out.

Great to visit on a Sunday afternoon.  Luci is a great and friendly bar tender...and will take good care of you!

Great St Germain cocktails:)