Apple Cider Doughnuts
pecorino) left an undesirable aftertaste that only El Diablo could vanquish. Don't go hungry. You've been warned. So, who goes there? Aside from the tourists staying at the hotel, (e.g., the awkwardly cute couple wearing matching blue sweaters—God bless 'em—white shoes, and baggy blue jeans tucked away in a corner of the Mist room; the middle-aged guy in the plaid shirt and white cowboy hat standing precariously, uncomfortably, alone with his cocktail), I found a mostly hip, professional crowd, ranging from their late
The Stratus - the lounge's signature cocktail.
twenties to mid thirties, in business casual dress laughing and drinking on a chilly November evening. As you might expect, the later the hour the denser the crowd, but with so much space to work with, it's doubtful you'll ever feel suffocated no matter how busy it gets. In the end, Stratus Lounge adds up to a great neighborhood destination that can easily cater to the locals of Philadelphia as well as South Jersey residents looking for a unique hangout just over the bridge.
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