You don’t stumble into Trisha’s by mistake – nb never call it by its real name - always a good thing if you want to keep civilians out & regulars in. Not that there’s anything much ‘regular’ about the crew here.
Buzz in, down the stairs – there might be a doorman, might not – and you’re into a good old fashioned drinking den. There’s no fancy interiors here or Brit art on the walls, just the odd poster from Goodfellas and furniture like you had at your school canteen.
Drinks are cheap, so keep it simple; this isn’t the place to start trying new things. Chances are you’ll be served by the boss Trisha herself, something you’re unlikely to forget.
There's someone old, someone hip, everyone's drunk, everything is random and anything goes. BarChick particularly enjoys hanging in the smokers pen – not for the faint-hearted.