The place with no name...

To be invited to a place where you have a dinner dress code, no pictures allowed, and there is no name to the lounge is such a great experience. The walls were decorated with murals and carpets and some collections of vinyl cases stuck to a board. And may I say some of the best fried chicken I have ever had. Served with braised collards, mashed potatoes Tabasco and honey, it was a delightful treat. 

On top of the delectable chicken and cap steak, we had some incredibly talented live music. It was pretty funny because it was partially baby making music while also being soul searching tunes. Absolutely incredible.