"Seven Local Bartenders, Seven Types of Amaro"
— Seattle Met, January 15, 2013
"The Hideout Brings in a Bunch of Rockstar Bartenders"
— Seattle Met, September 6, 2012
"Perhaps Seattle's most appropriately named bar, The Hideout, situated next to a Thai restaurant on sleepy Pill Hill, is easy to miss. But inside the unmarked doors, chandeliers sparkle, and the jukebox is free. "
— Seattle Weekly, August 20, 2012
"...on my last trip to Seattle, I stumbled across The Hideout and tried the Profanity Hill cocktail from bar manager Kristen Naranjo and was first of all impressed by the very different style, but also realized how well Fernet worked with fruit - in this case, blackberry."
— And One More for the Road, February 13, 2012
"At the Hideout you can channel your inner Allen Ginsberg and pen a poem to be considered for the Hideout's in-house publication, "The Vital 5 Review," a smorgasbord of drawings, poems and streams of consciousness by artists and, well, lots of tipsy patrons."
— Seattle Times, April 12, 2011
"If you can find The Hideout, you'll be rewarded with one of the most beautiful bars Seattle has to offer. It's dark as night inside, but once your eyes adjust, you'll be able to ogle at the dangling chandeliers, art draped on 16-foot walls, and vintage furniture that give The Hideout that secluded, yet "I want to be seen" feel."
— Seattle Weekly, August 12, 2010
"Bringing life to classic cocktail recipes is my favorite part of the job, next to the great conversation that tends to come with it."
— Seattle Met, November 16, 2009
"Cool enough not to call itself a speakeasy, not so cool that you don’t want to drink there."
— Seattle Met, November 2, 2009
"The comfortable seating and original art on the wall combine into a heady cocktail of style, elegance and wit.”
—The Capitol Hill Times, January 17, 2007
"Especially late at night, the place is packed with artists and dealers."
—The Seattle Post-Intelligencer, October 10, 2006
"...its salon-like atmosphere has bewitched artists and First Hill barflies. Inside the unmarked doors, the chandeliers sparkle, the jukebox is free, and you're meant to wonder whether the gin-drinking cowboy next to you is an actor or merely an eccentric."
—Seattle Weekly, September 13, 2006
"...artists huddle around tables, hatching plans for the next great happening and buzzing with conversation. For an inconspicuous neighborhood bar, there's a lot of energy and inspiration floating around."
—Sunset Magazine, May, 2006
"With hot spots stashed in unlikely settings all over town, half the fun of Seattle's funky nightlife scene is discovering it. On First Hill, artist-about-town Greg Lundgren's "performance art installation" The Hideout, is a velvet and mahogany bar with a Parisian inflection; check out the CD sized artwork sold in the jukebox."
—Los Angeles Magazine, May 2006
"It's not often that an idea this cool comes along, and even less common to find is an idea this cool that grabs hold of the right people to make it a reality..."
—Visual Codec, April 2006
"With The Hideout's dark, non-descript exterior, one would never expect to encounter such grandiose surroundings upon crossing its threshold. High ceilings, crystal chandeliers, a dark mahogany bar, and incredible artwork lining the walls makes one feel as though they've stepped through a portal leading into an elegant 1920s speakeasy or a secret New York hotspot... The Hideout strives to be an alcohol-fueled cultural center and succeeds on all levels."
—Seattle Sound Magazine, March 2006
"more than just a bar with art on its walls... a central meeting place for the who's who in Seattle's visual art scene..."
—Seattle Magazine, December 2005
"Seattle's young creative types are good at turning random little nooks into eclectic hangouts... On a recent night, the crowd of twenty- and thirtysomethings sat along the bar's room-length settee, exhibiting classic Seattle cool- that is to say they appeared unconcerned whether they were cool or not."
—The New York Times , July 17, 2005
"The Hideout is like a dream, if your dreams tend toward velvet curtains and midgets talking backward. Giant crystal chandeliers illuminate dried-blood-red walls patchworked with art, European-salon style... Nothing's frayed, yet there's a tatter to it all, like it's been there forever, waiting for you... The Hideout is smarter than your average bar."
—The Stranger, July 7, 2005