Tucked into the basement of the Ten-0-One Building, this downtown Phoenix speakeasy lives up to its classification. Those in the know head to the elevators and take the middle one down to the basement. When the doors open, you swear something magical is about to happen in Rough Rider’s dark and brooding space where the 19th and 21st centuries unite. The moody bar is a nod to a bygone era with wood furnishings and high ceilings. Cozy nooks throughout the expansive space provide intimacy for couples or small groups wishing for a bit of privacy while sipping on thoughtful Victorian era-inspired libations with quippy names such as Happy Birthday Mr. President and Garden of Edith. The food menu packs equal punch with a raw bar and entrees including chicory-rubbed duck and a bone-in pork chop marinated in black garlic. A fried cauliflower sharable gets a fish and chips treatment as the crunchy cruciferous vegetable is served with malt vinegar aioli and pickled onions. ($$$)