Barts

Hidden inside Chelsea Cloisters, Barts goes big on its secret speakeasy set-up. Once past reception, ascend a staircase, open a door hung with lanterns & you should arrive at a comic-strip-decorated lobby. Press the bell to gain access; you’ll only pass the ID test if the peephole attendant likes the cut of your gib. Inside, prohibition-era chic reigns: vintage clocks, cosy lamps & kitsch memorabilia cover the walls, while sharing cocktails – named after 1920s’ stars & scallywags, from Laurel & Hardy to Al Capone – are served in top hats & teapots. Individual pours such as the Charleston crumble (vodka mixed with rhubarb, custard & pomegranate juice) will have you jigging to the upbeat music, while bar snacks – the only nod towards the 21st century – range from spring rolls to hoummos & tzatziki.