The girl on the door, so I hear, can be a bit of a "Nazi". I haven't personally experienced this, but I can believe that to be the case for some people. The first barrier to entry is finding the unmarked door. This accomplished, you need to get past the clipboard. After a once over, the better half and I were admitted entry, it was early, 8pm on a Friday night. Up the stairs, check the coat, and the main bar is jumping. We found a couple of foot stool sort of seats and had a look at the menu. This wasn't really comfortable, so we grabbed the passing waiter, and he found a space for us 1 floor up. This waiter turned out to be CoCo. You can't miss him. He's like a little German leprechaun of drink serving delight. That's not meant to sound offensive, he's great. The drinks are all around a tenner, and have all been very good thus far. CoCo will happily have something made something up for you too, if you tell him what you like. Definitely going to return - but early - £5 cover after 11pm.
|Creamy Madras something or other?|
|Experience No. 2|