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The Hideaway lives up to its name. Tucked away just off the corner of Hampton and Arsenal in south city, the low-lit piano bar is brimming with a nostalgic glow and anonymous charm. Patrons young and old alike can enjoy a chest warming cocktail on a brisk winter evening and soak in the ambiance as lounge singers croon melodramatic melodies while twinkling the ivories.
To walk into the Hideaway is to enter a place that seems frozen in time, where the dozen or so seats around the piano are packed with your grandpar...
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I have driven by this place everyday for a few months excited to try it, so I finally talked some friends into going and at first glance it seemed great, but after walking through we realized that it was a dive but usually "dives" have the best food so we stayed, when the server finally got to us, we asked for a menu she then pointed to a pot luck table, and said there is no menu, just help yourself. As we walked to the "buffet" table everything was dried up and old in what looked like my grandma's old crock pots. So we just decided to stay and have a few drinks and listen to the piano player, which is actually an organ. When we heard one of the patrons say, " since when did they start letting dykes and n*ggers in here?" as the bar maid rolled her eyes and snickered, I was mortified, as my friends consisted of a lesbian couple and an african american co-worker. I will never return or recommend.
The Hide Away isn't all that hidden. It's right on Arsenal just east of Hampton, but the feel of the joint is far different from other bars in the area. It's a place where time stands still. Drink prices are left over from the Great Depression and served up by a busty young babe in Betty Page duds. Though a group of younger patrons is far from a rarity, at this piano bar the elders are the bar stars. It's entirely refreshing to see some vivacious octogenarians out late, gussied up and throwing back a few. After you get your fill of singing along to music from the golden age at the keyboard, take that gentleman up on his offer for a slow tour of the dance floor. The cozy space is just dim enough and close to the music, making one feel part of the party while still enjoying some separate time. Seniors might surprise you with their sprightly ways (they've often got moves you couldn't hope to keep up with), so enthusiastically get to cuttin' that rug and take a spin to the tune of your grandma's main jam.
For almost 60 years, the bar stools at the Hideaway have served as the perfect shrink's couch for the somber imbiber. Saddle up to the bar, light a smoke if that's your thing, throw down a modest sum of cash and soak up the dark, dank vibes seeping from the smoke-stained, marooned walls. If a friendly barmaid is too busy to lend an ear, the always-accommodating owner Al Coco is holding court at the south end of the bar -- willing to chat with anyone so inclined. You may walk into the... More »
To walk into the Hideaway is to enter a place that seems frozen in time, where the dozen or so seats around the piano are packed with your grandparents' friends, decked out in chunky jewelry and tilted fedora hats. Ostensibly, they're here to listen to Mark Dew play -- he's here Wednesday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights -- but you're just as likely to hear one of those old-timers sitting around the piano trill Charlie Rich's "The Most Beautiful Girl." And when Dew finally has... More »
The motivation for visiting a low-lit piano bar can vary widely depending on one's mindset, age and current company. For some it's a very real trip down memory lane or a mellow, anonymous atmosphere to take the edge off of a hectic day. For others it can be a place that somehow induces nostalgia for a simpler time (that he or she may or may not even remember) when the drinks were stiffer and the songs were meant to be taken at face value. But the Hide Away, with its ruby-red ambiance and... More »
The Hide Away isn't all that hidden. It's right on Arsenal just east of Hampton, but the feel of the joint is far different from other bars in the area. It's a place where time stands still. Drink prices are left over from the Great Depression and served up by a busty young babe in Betty Page duds. Though a group of younger patrons is far from a rarity, at this piano bar the elders are the bar stars. It's entirely refreshing to see some vivacious octogenarians out late, gussied up and... More »
The Hideaway Restaurant & Lounge (5900 Arsenal Street, St. Louis; 314-645-8822) is a lounge in the truest sense of the word. The south-side institution is bedecked in a warm red (right down to the hand-knit placemats on the bar), and the mood invites you to grab a drink, sit back and, well, lounge. The relaxing, throwback vibe is heightened by the presence of a few regular piano players, who sing, gab and entertain the AARP cardholders that comprise the regular crowd. On Tuesday nights the... More »
Slow dancing is an anachronism. But then the Hide Away is, too. With its padded bar, disco ball, mirrored walls and airbrushed paintings of shipwrecked damsels, little at the Hide Away has changed over the past 30 years--aside from the advancing age of the patrons. Every night of the week, the bar packs in blue-hairs who've come in droves to hear organist Mark Dew do his thing. Never mind that Dew can't see his geriatric gallery--he's blind--he can hear them shuffle their feet on... More »
"The place is 50 years old," owner Al Coco says of his south-city institution, the Hideaway. "Nobody's ever changed the name, and it's always been a piano bar. And that's the way it's going to stay." Darn tootin'. Coco, the Hideaway's fifth owner, bought the joint in 1999, attracted by its laid-back atmosphere. He spruced up the interior with a soothing maroon theme but left everything else unchanged. That includes the eighteen-year veteran at the keyboard: Mark Dew. The pianist shows off... More »
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