Patience young grasshopper. If you want to find this bar don’t expect signage, and be prepared to go down a dark back alleyway behind one of Sydney’s busiest streets to find this bustling basement, where the kool kids and city workers are drinking inventive cocktail concoctions from jam jars and science lab beakers.
Kung Fu masters are demonstrating their moves on the black and white wallpaper that lines the long back wall, Lauren Hill is playing on the giant retro boom box and groups of friends and colleagues are squeezing themselves on the slouchy sofas and second hand furniture for post work drinks. The easiest way to order is to choose a random number like a Chinese takeaway menu as drinks are numbered, not named.
So we went for a (Lucky) no. 7 and (Love Potion) no.9. We didn’t get sweet and sour chicken balls and egg fried rice – we got two killer cocktails with interesting ingredients. Trying to impress a date? If taking them down a back street and your knowledge of Bruce Lee’s famous Wing Chun one inch punch isn’t enough to seal the deal, you can always take them upstairs to the cosy little restaurant upstairs serving casual French food. Cool bar, cocktails + steak = seal the deal! Nice one.