This has me a little giddy. Inside the Bronxville train station there’s an unassuming door.

Now, I love trains, train stations, and speakeasies, so this is pretty close to my ideal situation.

The door looks suprisingly old fashioned. It’s got a dark metal grate over a small central window, and big nailheads lining the bottom half.

Basically, look for an old tavern door, and you’ll see it soon enough.

Inside, it’s very well decorated. Just what you’d expect from a classy train station joint.

Next time I take the train I’m sure I’ll end up here.

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