Grandma's got an Irish cousin… and BarChick is all over this latest addition to the family. Set on a fairly nondescript street near the Central train station and with no explicit signage, just trust your instincts and swing open that big green door at no. 75. Thou shalt be rewarded with a drinking hole where its Irish influence is betrayed only by the green backdrop on the walls and the music in the background.
Naturally they serve a respectable selection of Irish whisky and a decent choice of beers, all of which are displayed on a few of those quaint old school train timetable boards (which you still see at some Sydney stations). Bar snacks tend towards kitsch things like sausage rolls, so don’t come here with your gourmet freak on. Cocktails are a mix of reworked classics with a twist, Snake Bite anyone? Or if that brings back too many nasty memories, go with the Gibbo on the Rocks, a mixture of gin, Tio Pepe and served with a pickle in place of the usual pickled onion.
The vibe here is about as laid back and cheery as it gets, but a word of warning, the loo upstairs is marked with the word trough. Just sayin’.