The Atmosphere: The mood at Noc Noc changes depending on the style of DJ booked that evening. Upon opening (5 p.m. Monday-Wednesday and 3 p.m. Thursday-Sunday), you'll find a mix of downtown regulars--business folks indulging in happy hour mixed with a tourist or two who've stumbled in, and a few semi-funded street folks. The music on this visit--a very Seattle '90s mix--was courtesy of Pandora. The bar's décor is dark, Gargoyled and enough of a Gothic holdover to suggest that, despite what you heard in the Bauhaus song, Bela Lugosi is not dead, but alive, well, and an interior decorator working downtown.
The Barkeep: Ty Duma has been at the 'Noc for 6½ years. A North Dakota native, Ty relocated to Seattle after his very wise and lovely older sister suggested the move. You can find him behind the bar almost nightly.
The Drink: The Duma (Godiva Liquor, Pearl Coconut Vodka, Frangelico, Pinnacle Whipped Vodka, coconut crema, a splash of cream and a chocolate syrup drizzle) was created in honor of our very Ukrainian grandmother, whose birthday specialty was a triple-layer German chocolate cake roughly the size of an upside-down punch bowl.
The Verdict: You'd think that nepotism alone in this situation would ensure you the perfect cocktail, but it's also a ripe opportunity to work out sibling rivalry/revenge issues. It's not often the person pouring your drink is the same person you may or may not have dressed as a girl when he was a toddler and forced to be the recipient of an accidental 'drop' during a round of 'dangle the loogie' in 1985. As it turns out, the Duma was a sweet as Grandma herself, and if Ty returned a spitty favor in my drink, it went undetected.