Long before the fabulati, glitterati, and assorted other “ati” arrived in Wynwood, there was The Electric Pickle. This tiny, dark, dank, dingy lounge on a dodgy stretch is the perfect place to gather your friends for a night of deep beats. A duplex den of DJ-dom, The Electric Pickle is where many a big-name spin doctor makes a house call after an area gig. The dance floor is reminiscent of that scene when Charlie Brown and his Peanuts gang head bop to theme music, but unlike other Miami places where actual dancing is as antiquated as a pay phone, you really will be moving and shaking in here. You won’t feel rushed, as the scene keeps going until 5am. Kick back with all the time you need to catch music that’s marinated, mashed, and, at times, minimal. But the music is far from simplistic. You and your crew will be treated to a custom Dynacord sound system, coming back crystal clear in the many shades of electronic music. Get to grooving with the friendly locals until the space feels tight enough to burst. Then signal your friends it’s time to head to the outdoor patio for a breather and a bacon-bourbon Old Fashioned. Though of-the-moment cocktails are served, the Electric Pickle is anything but trendy. It’s the antithesis, in fact, which is why Miami’s own brand of beatnicks call the place their own.