
DK Harper
Owner, does a bit of everything
Signed the lease at 27 and still fixes the dishwasher. Writes this website, if you couldn't tell.
We're Happy Mood Club, a grill room and a live poker venue sharing one roof on Towey Street. This page is who we are, how we got here, and why we still run the floor ourselves.
Short version: the food came first, the cards followed, and at some point the poker side of the building stopped being a side.
Signed the lease on a tired space at 17 Towey Street, sanded the floors ourselves and opened with a short menu and a long bar.
One secondhand table went into the back room over winter. Diners started staying on after dessert to watch, then to play.
We gutted the back and rebuilt it as a proper poker room: six tables, new felt, lamps that don't cook your eyes at midnight.
Kitchen hours stretched to keep pace with the poker nights, and the Sunday long lunch started so the dining room could have the building to itself once a week.
Seventy-two seats, six tables going Thursday to Saturday, and a phone that still gets answered by a person. Find us at 17 Towey Street, Holmes Hill.
Most decisions here get made with one test: would we still enjoy this room if it wasn't ours? It keeps the menu honest, keeps the poker friendly, and stops us buying furniture we can't fix.
Small team, no layers. Whoever picks up the phone probably poured your drink last week.

Owner, does a bit of everything
Signed the lease at 27 and still fixes the dishwasher. Writes this website, if you couldn't tell.

Head chef
Came out of a winery kitchen, cooks what she'd eat after a long shift and won't plate anything she can't defend.

Dealer & floor lead
Runs every poker night we put on. Will teach you the game without making you feel daft about it.

Bar
Knows the whisky shelf better than the rest of us put together, and she'll remember your order after two visits.
Want to work here? If you can deal a clean game of poker or carry three plates, email happymoodclub@gmail.com and tell us why.
A venue is never really finished. These are the projects that stuck.

Three weeks of dust and one long argument about chair heights gave us a poker room that finally deserved the name. Fresh felt, decent lighting, and a chip counter that works.

Shared plates, slow roasts, cards off. Built so the dining side gets the whole building once a week.

We asked a local brewery for a lager that drinks well next to a steak and a losing hand. They nailed it on the second try.

A monthly poker tournament that turned into a small institution. The winner's name goes on the board by the bar, which means some very competitive handwriting up there by now.
Events calendarNo padded stats. This is literally what's in the building.
Plenty of guests never touch a card and that's fine. The kitchen earns its keep on its own.
Live cards and actual faces across the felt. We like the game best when you can read the person you're beating, so that's the only kind we run.
Come for one drink and leave, stay till close, bring your dad, come alone. Nobody keeps score on how long you sit.
The card room is adults only. You need to be 18 or older past the dining room, and everything we run is social, in-person play at the venue. The game stays in the room.
Reading about a place only gets you so far. Come by for dinner, watch a few hands of poker, or ring us on +64 3 442 7196. Somebody on the floor picks up.