Rory Shepherd




I'm a Haggis munchin' Scot! Brought up in a wee village called Borthwick near Edinburgh.


I just finished up as Bar Manager at LIBRARY. Now I've skipped off to Paris and work at Little Red Door.


Och that's a tricky one! I have a lot but I've got to give big love to my locals... Happiness Forgets as they have always been my go to, I've learnt a lot from them. Portside Parlour (just to stare into Mr Tanner's looming eyes and sip his delicious tipples). Callooh Callay because I owe a big thanks (and probably an apology or two...)! ECC are golden, they've put up with our post work bad chat for so long without batting an eyelid! Also, I finally went to Dandelyan and thought it was delightful!


Love a Vieux Carré.

Bad ass barman/rock n roll moment?

Setting up for a 'Hackneywood' pop up we managed to get hold of a golf buggy and proceeded to rally it round the sleepy streets of London like proper louts. Luckily, I wasn't the one who crashed it.

Ever done it on a bar?

No. Think I'd be too busy checking out the back bar.

What's next for you?

Just need to get my french all 'bon'.

Best/worst chat up lines you've heard at a bar?

I like the simple ones. I met my missus working together at Underdog and whilst I was 'wooing' her she had an Italian stalker who would regularly interrupt service by getting smashed and falling on his knees, screaming 'MAHHH KIM!! I LOOOOOVE YOUUUUUU!'. Though I respected his efforts, I won.

Tell us a secret or something we don't know?

Somewhere in the depths of Facebook is a photo of a younger me necking a bottle of Malibu sporting a pink shirt and chinos in a mate's treehouse.

If you were to make a barchick cocktail, what would you put in it?

I'd call it 'BarnChick' (get it?!) 50ml Somerset Cider Brandy 20ml Hay Syrup 20ml Lemon 2.5ml Nettle Bitters Egg White Served up with Straw as a garnish and a wee chick sitting on the rim. Cute.

How do you like your Martini?

Really really cold, Plymouth Navy, Wet, Lemon Zest.

What did you want to be as a kid?

I wanted to own a cafe called 'Tomato', that only served tomatoes, with those tomato-shaped ketchup bottles, tomato-shaped tables, tomato-shaped plates, all the art tomato-themed, everything was red and if you didn't like tomatoes you could f**k off.