1 /5
Bewertung
★
Quite the most dreadful bar I can ever recall visiting. We were charged £10 a head for entry in exchange for a glass of lukewarm Prosecco, only to be offered a selection of mediocre cocktails presented for sale on a menu created using MS Word 2003. When the drinks did arrive they were served in a selection of washed out jam jars and translucent glasses that must surely have been stolen from my late grandmother’s estate (she died many years ago, but she did enjoy 70s style pyrex tumblers). And the cocktails themselves seemed to have been dreamed up by a selection of inebriated students participating in a ‘wacky’ RAG week challenge. Instead of Old Fashioneds and Long Island Iced Teas, we were treated to a Marmite and malt mash topped with a Malteser. Oh, and a very drunk woman licked my wife’s face. NB You do, though, have to pretend to use a phone to gain entry so, on balance, fifty quid for two cocktails that might have been bought for a fiver at M&S was well worth it.