A traveling speakeasy where the staff are characters and the cocktales are chapters. The first stories begin to be written in 2027 — join the waitlist for behind-the-scenes access to the making of it.
Speakeasies have been pretending for a decade. Pretty rooms, forgettable nights. We are doing the opposite. The room is only the stage. The evening is the show. And you — yes, you, in the second booth — are in it.
— From the Director's Note
Our Story
Storied Sip began with a simple argument: the best evenings of our lives felt like chapters. So we stopped building bars and started staging them — one story, poured through a menu of storied cocktales and mocktales you choose from, for eight weeks only.
The Premise
Every season we choose one story — a place, a decade, a cast of half-real people — and build the whole room around it. The Paris of 1925. A train to Istanbul. The last tiki lounge in Los Angeles. When the season ends, the story transforms — the room reappears as something else entirely.
The Cocktales
Each cocktale is a scene. The Smoked Alibi opens the night the way a first chapter opens a novel — with a suspicion. Zelda's Confession arrives when the room has softened. The Hemingway Sentence lands late, short and true. Order them in order, or don't. The story reshuffles either way.
The Guest
You are not an audience and you are not an actor. You are the character the story has been waiting for. The cast will know your name by the second round. What you say back becomes part of the evening that only the twenty-eight of you will ever remember.
"Every drink sets a scene. Every scene turns a page. By the last pour, you have read a book that was written for the room you were in."
The House
Curators of Storied Sip
The Current Chapter
Spring 1925
Midnight
in Paris
The Scene
A back-room café off the Boulevard Montparnasse. The Lost Generation is loud tonight. Hemingway is at the bar. Zelda has not stopped talking. Cole is at the piano and you, somehow, know the words.
The Menu, Vol. IV
Six to nine storied cocktales and mocktales — written for this scene and this scene alone. Choose your own chapter.
01 / 03
…three more chapters revealed only at the table.
№ 01 / 03The Scene
The Bar, 11:47pm
"I was nowhere near the river that night. Ask the bartender. He'll tell you."
…and the rest revealed only at the table.
The Reservations Ledger
Four ways into the room. Every package includes the full ninety-minute chapter — only the pour and the plate change.
For the solo character in search of a scene.
$75per guest
For two, sharing a booth and a plate.
$125per couple
For the reader who wants the whole book.
$125per guest
Every scene, every pour, every plate. For two.
$225per couple
Story Passport members step deeper into the story. See the pass below.
House Rules
A redacted address arrives by post three days out. A password. You arrive. The cast is already in the room. The scene began before you got there.
Your server is Zelda. Your bartender is Ernest. The pianist will know your name by your second drink. They are scripted only in skeleton; the rest is yours.
A menu of storied cocktales and mocktales, named for the characters and the moments. Choose your own — or let the bartender choose for you.
Ninety minutes. The lights come up. The story doesn't end — it transforms. Each season the room reappears changed: a new chapter, a new cast, a new world to step into.
Other Chapters
Stories still to be written. Each will run once.
Vol. I
Spring · 1925
Vol. II
Winter · 1932
Vol. III
Autumn · 1962
Membership · $500 / year individual · $900 / year couple
For the ones who want to follow the story wherever it goes. A leather-bound passport, stamped at every chapter you attend, with a private shelf of cocktales only members ever taste.
Each chapter runs eight weeks, then disappears. Members catch every one.
✦ Locations shift with each chapter — always within the Phoenix · Scottsdale · Gilbert · Buckeye area.
Join the Story Passport waitlist→From the Stage Door
Never. The cast plays the scene whether you join in or simply watch from a velvet booth with a drink in your hand. Most guests start as observers and finish as co-conspirators. That is the trick of it.
Dress for the chapter, or dress for yourself. We'll send a costume note with your confirmation — a hat, a color, a pinned flower. None of it is required. All of it is encouraged.
Three days before your seating, you'll receive a redacted address and a password. Bring both. Tell no one. The cast is already waiting.
Yes. Private chapters for parties of 18–40 can be commissioned in any era we've staged, or built fresh around your occasion. Write us through the membership desk.
The Stage Whisper
Storied Sip is still being written — the first chapters emerge in 2027. Leave a note and you'll join the waitlist: launch updates, behind-the-scenes peeks at the making of it, and first word when booking opens.
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Emerging 2027
