With its 1920s supper club vibe, the Mob Bar celebrates Vegas’ gangster past with sophistication and romance. The exposed brick, gallery-lit artwork, and expansive leather sofas invite you to linger a while, especially if you’ve just visited the Mob Museum (still on our to-do list!) across the street.
I met my girlfriends Carrie and Christina there the day after Christmas. There’s no happy hour, but the service is excellent, and the environment is very comfortable. It was a relaxing place to catch up on six months of news over a Pinot Noir. We talked about Mike’s and my RV adventures, my Coffice Girl initiative, Christina’s new man and upcoming new job, and Carrie’s promotion and trip to Puerto Rico. And, when things wrapped up, I was just a couple-block walk away from where our RV was parked.