MIAMI
Review: Double Luck Is the Party Restaurant Miami Didn’t Know It Needed
1085 NE 79th St | Website | Reservations
By Eric Barton | April 17, 2025
Walking into Double Luck, you might think you’ve stumbled into someone’s dream sequence.
Red paper lanterns, neon glow, a playlist that shifts from Aaliyah to Outkast without apology, and then there’s a flaming cocktail being wheeled past me like this is totally normal behavior. It’s not, but that’s the point.
Double Luck is the reincarnation of the Tâm Tâm Sunday night pop-up, a thing Miami food people talked about like it was a secret society. Now it’s got a permanent home in the old Schnitzel Haus space, and it’s leaned into the drama: cocktails with dry ice smoke, plates that arrive with steam still lifting, servers who don’t so much explain the food as casually warn you not to touch anything sizzling.
You’re here for the Hennessy orange chicken, which is both absurd and kind of genius—crisp, sticky, just boozy enough to make you rethink every version of the dish you’ve ever had. The steamed fish is a full spectacle, blanketed in so many chilis it looks like it was dared into existence. And then there’s the rangoon, which comes with an entire crab leg jammed inside like the shell’s a napkin you forgot to take off.
The vibe? Somewhere between Wong Kar-wai set design and your most chaotic friend’s birthday dinner. You don’t really come here to eat quietly. You come to surrender to the night and maybe order one more round of those Lucky Number Sours just to see what happens.
Double Luck doesn’t feel like another restaurant trying to prove something. It feels like it already knows what it is. All you have to do is keep up.
Eric Barton is editor of The Adventurist and a freelance journalist who splits his time between Asheville and Miami. He’s on a constant hunt for the best pizza, best places to bike, and for his next new favorite destination. Email him here.
