Arsenic and Old Lace

Crystal | Zalera | Mist | Ward 18 | Plot 7
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🥂 House Signatures
🖤 Widow’s Whisper
Gin, crème de violette, dry vermouth, lemon peel
Softly floral, deadly smooth.🍷 The Debonair
Bourbon, black walnut bitters, Gridanian vermouth, orange twist
Elegance with a bite.🥃 Smoked Monocle
Limsan scotch, rosemary smoke, charred oak tincture
For those who prefer their secrets burned in.🍸 Velvet Vice
Vodka, elderflower, white cranberry, absinthe mist
Deceptively light—sin in a satin glass.🧊 The Undertaker’s Nightcap
Rye whiskey, amaro, espresso liqueur, cocoa bitters
A bitter end, served chilled.🍸 Classic Refinements
Old Fashioned
Bourbon, demerara, Angostura, orange zestManhattan
Rye, sweet vermouth, bitters, maraschino cherryNegroni
Gin, Campari, sweet vermouth, orange sliceSidecar
Cognac, Cointreau, lemon juice, sugar rimVesper Martini
Gin, vodka, Lillet Blanc, lemon twist
“Shaken, not stirred.”E'mhaati's Grin
Limsan Whiskey, Soda Water, Lemon bitters.
"Sure to give a grin."🍾 Bottled Indulgence
Dragonian Reserve Scotch – Neat or on the rocks
Small Batch Bourbon – Vanilla, leather, and oak
Rare Port Limsan Rum – Smooth, dark, complex
Aged Cognac XO – Deep amber luxury
Imported Absinthe – Ritual pour upon request🍇 The Wine List
Reds
Château de Noir – Bordeaux Blend
Dark fruit, tobacco, old-world charmPenumbra Syrah – Sonoma
Velvety texture, black pepper, brooding depthMarchese Reserve Chianti Classico
Earth, spice, cherry—Italian soul in a glassMalbec Nocturne – Mendoza
Plum, leather, and a kiss of smokeWhites
Whispering Silk Chardonnay – Napa Valley
Butter, oak, golden appleSancerre Blanc – Domaine La Lune
Crisp, clean, mineral-drivenEdelweiß Riesling – Mosel
Off-dry, floral, hints of honey and lime zestSparkling
Brut Obscura Champagne – France
Bright acidity, green apple, toastRosé Cremant – Loire Valley
Berries, cream, and celebration🕯 Cigar Pairing Recommendations Available Upon RequestFood options available, ask for menu.Require Dr. Edgar for Alcoholic delights.

The Team

🕯 The Staff of Arsenic & Old Lace
“They are not employees. They are the architecture of seduction, silence, and shadow.”Knowing glances, immaculate attire, and the unmistakable precision of those who have served kings, killers, and creatures that walk between the two.The staff of Arsenic & Old Lace move like smoke—seen only when they wish to be. Each one is tailored to perfection, voices low, eyes sharper than the crystal tumblers they carry. They remember your favorite drink, the year you stopped wearing your wedding ring, and the last time you wept into your scotch.There are bartenders who mix like alchemists, servers who glide through velvet and shadow, and a concierge who never forgets a sin. The woman in the corner booth might offer you a tarot reading or a curse wrapped in silk. The man who lights your cigar may know your father’s secrets. The doorman may have once been your executioner in another life.They are guardians of discretion and curators of vice, bound not by contracts but by something older—something whispered through cellar doors and stitched into the hem of every curtain.If you need something impossible, they will provide it. If you need to disappear, they will make it elegant.They ask no questions. They make no mistakes.
And they never, ever stay past closing—
because the hotel doesn’t close.

About us

Welcome to Arsenic & Old Lace
A Hotel of Velvet Vice & Shadowed EleganceA place for those who live not in the world as it is—but as it should be. The Lace Hotel is not a club. It is a haven. A whispered rumor passed between cufflinks and cigars, between poets and sinners, kings and killers alike.Within its walls, time slows. The scent of sandalwood and aged scotch clings to crimson velvet curtains and dark mahogany. The air hums with old jazz and older secrets. Candles flicker with stories never told. In every shadowed corner, a conversation brimming with consequence awaits. Every glass poured has weight. Every smile hides a dare.Our patrons are gentlemen and women of distinction—and occasionally ill repute. They come in bespoke suits and worn leathers, gloved hands and scarred knuckles, seeking something no daylight can offer: a place to be remembered, or forgotten.We serve drink as ritual, conversation as seduction, and silence as sanctuary.So find your chair. Let the world outside slip away. The fire is low, the hour is late, and your glass—
is never empty.Welcome home, darling devil.
You’ve found your place among the shadows.