Behind Abaco’s 15ft high, solid wood door you’ll find this 16th Century palace turned cocktail bar. Baroque panache with columns, tapestries, sculptures, antique furniture, chandeliers and massive gilt framed paintings, this is the interior design of Laurence Llewelyn Bowen’s wet dreams.
Huge open fireplaces, cascading fruit lying on the floor, flower arrangements fit for a royal wedding as well as trickling fountains, waving palm trees & exotic birds tweeting in the courtyard outside, for real.
Order a glass of something sparkly from one of the buttoned and starched bartenders. You’ll be glad to know that the opulently decorated rooms upstairs aren’t out of bounds to snoopers, a total result.
Cocktails here are gonna cost you. At 16€ a pop you’ll want to make sure you’re not buying rounds. We drank the Especial Abaco (rum, whisky, Grand Marnier, fresh pear and apple juice) until we could elegantly glide down that lavish, red carpeted staircase gracefully no more.