"She Could be a Farmer in those Clothes"

That quote (from Clueless) really has nothing at all to do with this post except for the fact that they both have the word, Farmer, in common.  And, I guess if you were heading to The Farmer's Cabinet you would need to throw on some clothes...so, there's that too, but we might be stretching it here...

Anyway, I recently had the opportunity to check-out The Farmer's Cabinet, and I guess if one wanted to be rather difficult they would mention the fact that Philly already has a few Whiskey/Speakeasy type bars (Village Whiskey/Franklin Morgage/Ranstead Room), so it might be getting a bit overdone, but I say, who the hell cares (or, As If!)!?  Isn't it great that we have one more option to add to the list of great/stand-up/over-priced(but worth-it) bars where a fabulous cocktail is easy to come by without having to stand next to a group of fist-pumping, teens ordering cherry vodka with sprite, make that diet.  I think so.  And not only are the cocktails worth-it, but the ambiance and decor are appealing and transforming.  Who doesn't wish they grew up in the Roaring Twenties?  Flappers/Jazz/Illegal Liquor....my true calling.

Although it may not be the first of it's kind, The Farmer's Cabinet is A-Okay with me.  The mason jars, filled with glowing candles hanging from the ceiling and the live band of banjo/violin/old-school piano players makes the experience authentic.  The Cab. also offers up the option for a sit-down lunch or dinner which is something you can't find at Franklin Mortgage or Ranstead Room.  And, while I didn't try the food menu (it looked mighty tasty), I did drink enough calories to make it count as a meal.  The Whiskey Sour, my first ever, was simply divine.  Although, I must say, I think I slimmed my chances of finding another that's just as pleasing.  And word has it, they're mixing up a new cocktail list today, so you know I'll be popping over to try.