Mission's swanky little gin joint torn from the pages of "The Maltese Falcon.". In Short The beautiful bar, with its Egyptian-looking bas-reliefs, old photos and pint-sized metal palm is a well-wrought venture into understated Art Deco-nomics. The slick, dimly lit locale acts as romantic refuge from the bohemian bars that generally give an edge to the more rugged Mission District nightlife. By neighborhood standards, Lone Palm attracts a more sophisticated, well-coifed and well-clad clientele, sipping perfect Manhattans at the sleek wood bar or at one of its candlelit tables.
Wine in Real Glasses!.
I don't know about you, but as a non-beer drinker, I'm always really bummed when my shot o' Merlot comes in one those dinky little juice glasses. I'm a grownup, darn it--bring me my wine in a wine glass! Well, no such problem here. Not only does this nice, mellow bar have nice tablecloth-covered tables and chairs (and candles!), they actually have a pretty decent wine selection for a neighborhood bar, and the wines don't taste like they've been waiting around for a date with the olive oil. One drawback: they don't enforce that smoking ban, no way, so it gets really smoky in here.