Itaka is the late night lover you never visit before 4am: dark, mysterious and possibly sporting some kind of bad habit, it’s one of those places that makes BarChick wish she still owned f fishnets. Open til all hours Itaka will never refuse your booty call, just one of the reasons we love it.The windows are covered in postcards and old newspapers and the only clue that it’s open are the huddles of smokers outside.
Catch live music here; the hot chick with the afro jamming with the dude on Spanish guitar is, like, serious Ibiza realness. This place is family owned and mama still works behind the bar. It takes some getting used to, being served by someone who looks like they’d like to have a good word with your parents about your behaviour, but don’t worry as she’s seen it all. Deal with it.