Named after a locally known trawler captain who, if not out on a boat, could be found in a bar close by chilling with his salty sea dog buddies.
Barchick reckons she would have made an excellent skipper, you know, having the singing of sea shanties and the out-drinking of sailors down.
It’s admittedly more restaurant than bar but a good part is dedicated to those who just want to sink into one of the Chesterfield sofa’s, sip on something cool and clock the Santa Catalina crowds pass by.
The big draw is its decor which is in a style I’m going to call vintage-nautical-chique, if that's ok with you. It's been raved about by the likes of Elle, Vogue and Vanity Fair and we admit we're equally impressed. Think high ceilings, original features, antiques and lots of boat-ey stuff donated by retired fishermen.
Try the local (and lethal) Palo con sifon, the Aperol Jim Toni (Aperol, Gin, Tonic, Orange & Lime) or a ‘why-the-hell-not-I'm-on-holiday’ glass of sangria. The cerviche as a tapas style snack is divine but if you’re not here for food and after a few find yourself more in the mood to cause mutiny than partake in muted chat it’s probably best you abandon ship and head for murkier waters..