The Bacchanalia was so debauched that it was eventually outlawed by the Romans. We’re not sure this bar is quite reaching that degree of excess, but it’s certainly making a good go at it. What began as a series of clandestine pop-up party brunches has swiftly developed into something of an institution at its permanent home on the edge of Fort Canning Park. There’s still brunch once a month on Sunday, but now you can go for lunch or dinner throughout the week, which gets us pretty excited thanks to the trio of chefs in the kitchen, who hail from The Fat Duck, of ‘best restaurant in the world’ fame.
Housed within the historic Masonic Club on Coleman, the restaurant is slick but not overly fussy: red velvet chairs, white tiles, black leather banquettes and a ceiling illuminated by hundreds of blown glass baubles. The wine list would do Bacchus proud, and thanks to Mark Thomas behind the bar, the Martini rocks. The DJs here get things going, this is where to come if you want to go straight from dinner to dancing without leaving the building.