Tucked away like it’s hiding from the cops, this place serves up prohibition vibes with none of the rules. The drinks? Dangerous. The staff? Flirtatiously brilliant. The music? The kind that makes you cancel tomorrow’s plans.
It’s moody in all the right ways — low lights, high spirits (literally), and a cocktail list that’ll have you questioning your loyalty to gin… or whiskey… or whatever you’re drinking by round three. Bonus points for the live music that doesn’t suck — which is rare.
The kind of bar where one drink turns into five, and suddenly you’re dancing with strangers and forgetting what time is.
If you’re not a regular yet, you will be. Just don’t tell too many people — we like it cosy and if you cant make it to Brighton, visit Bristol, Cardiff, Exeter, Leeds, Richmond and Bath.
