Whether Imbibing in The Peach Crease Club’s Timelessness, or Taking a Dive into the Peach Pit’s Convenience, You’re a Step Away from Mission Ballroom

and Two Steps into a Revived Era of Bar Culture

February 2, 2026 | Evan Dale

Evan Dale

There are few things better than a good bar. A good date, perhaps – but those usually involve a drink or two. Maybe a good vacation, but imbibing in the world’s watering holes is – for most of us, at least – part of proper travel. A good beverage has woven its way into so many of the best things this world has to offer. But what about a good concert? The biggest letdown there is usually the long wait at the venue’s own taps, just to overpay for a drink that under-delivers. If you’re looking for a good drink to pair with a night of live music, it’s usually better to plan for it elsewhere before or after the show, and venues are rarely in proximity to the establishments we really want to visit. Why is it so rare that we can enjoy the spoils of a world-class music hall and right outside its doors partake in concoctions from the stir and shake of an apt cocktailer? Music and drinks, after all, are a timeless pairing.

Introducing The Peach Pit: a service window tending bar for the common consumption courtyard connecting its mother saloon – The Peach Crease Club – to Denver’s most modern music venue – Mission Ballroom.

When The Peach Crease Club opened late last year, husband-and-wife owners, Alex Jump and Stuart Jensen brought their impressive portfolios as veteran bartenders and service professionals to a place all their own. Inspired by the camaraderie of enjoying a delicious cocktail and spinning some equally delicious vinyl surrounded by the best of friends in the comfort of a timeless parlor, The Peach Crease Club – originally the colloquial name referring to their home bar during the barlessness of the pandemic shutdown – instantly found the balance between the warm and the welcoming, the upscale and the classy.

Not to lose the thread between its concert hall neighbor, The Peach Crease Club is equally dedicated to its drinks, its music, and its atmosphere. The place echoes of the 1970’s colliding with belle époque. Avocado green leather is stretched taught around horseshoe booths, their placements flush against the room’s rear wall, doubling as semi-private conversation pits for small and large parties alike. The backbar’s high shelves are framed by both arching warm strip lights and gigantic speakers that themselves speak of a time come and gone. On the wall opposite, a snug collection of vinyl reflecting the bibliothèquesque nature of the space at large. Irony then strikes when a DJ steps behind the counter makes use of the considerable throng of records, and the even more considerable speakers. And what about the drinks themselves? One of the most complete cocktail and mocktail menus in Denver, woven in and out of a smattering of selections wine, beer, cider, saké, and otherwise. The depth and quality of the menu from top to bottom comes as no surprise from two career industry folk whose own marks on the city include Death & Co., Yacht Club, and Denver Central Market’s Curio Bar.

That same dedication to the details in the drinks, the design, the atmosphere, and to the connection with its surroundings is, too, instilled in every facet of The Peach Pit, which opened this January.

Across the courtyard from Mission Ballroom’s imposing black façade, a window slides open underneath a simple neon sign. Inside, a nod in step with the epochally transportive design sensibilities that likewise define The Peach Crease Club. But where The Club stands as an homage to the more sophisticated edges of 1970’s interiors, The Pit leans more towards the decade’s decisions that have been lampooned in the years since as far less serious. You won’t see shag carpet or traffic cone orange, but you will see the quirky nuances of a midwestern 70’s dive bar.

Wood paneling frames the walls behind the service window. Playboy centerfolds, mounted trophy fish, felt pennants, a few taps, and a stocked cooler populate the rest of the space. It’s not no-frills, but it is a special kind of frills that lends itself harmoniously to drinking a damn good drink out of a damn cute plastic cup.

Of those drinks, try the Dr. Peanut and lean into Alex’s Southern roots where Peanut Bourbon, Sherry, and Dr. Pepper make for a sweet treat with a kick out of left field. Order an Alabama Slammer mixing the sweet and the sour with Sloe Gin, Peach Bourbon, Amaretto, Lemon and Lime. Or take a swing at a number of classic riffs like a Dirty Shirley, a Paloma, a John Daly, or an Old Fashioned. If you’re looking for something simple, there’s beer, wine, and shots. Not boozing? There are mocktails and N/A spritzes. There’s coffee, too, to warm your hand in the courtyard cool or get some energy pre-show or post. At the Peach Pit, there’s a little bit of everything done all the way right, right next door to Denver’s favorite venue, and its favorite new bar.