Hidden away in China Town this Speakeasy is definately worth a try.
BUT I'm not sure I'd return. Presented with a grubby door and doorman (which is the only thing that gives the bar away) we entered. The hostess made us tightly sit in a little corner of the room and I'll admit I was less than impressed. But hurrah, the upstairs opened and we were given a lovely place in the corner.
BUT I'm not sure I'd return. Presented with a grubby door and doorman (which is the only thing that gives the bar away) we entered. The hostess made us tightly sit in a little corner of the room and I'll admit I was less than impressed. But hurrah, the upstairs opened and we were given a lovely place in the corner.
The cocktail list was the usual myriad of ingredients that I, quite frankly, didn't understand. I went for the 'Stockholm Syndrome' as the name intrigued me. Alas it was not good - a strong smell of cumin and lemon just did not work for me. So we settled for a bottle of fizz instead.
As the evening progressed the DJ started and the atmosphere lifted - a great bar to pop in around 9ish when you're stuck in central London. Just avoid the Stockholm!
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