Hidden inside Chelsea Cloisters, Barts makes much of its secret speakeasy set-up. Once past reception, ascend a staircase, open a door hung with lanterns and you should arrive at a comic-strip 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 and kitsch memorabilia cover the walls, while sharing cocktails – named after 1920s’ stars and scallywags such as Laurel & Hardy – are served in top hats and teapots. Meanwhile, individual pours such as ‘wake me up’ (Ketel One vodka, fresh ginger, sweet and sour with red grapes) will have you jigging to the upbeat music. Barts recently joined forces with Sushi des Artistes to produce trendy oriental bar bites including tempura shrimp rolls, pulled pork buns, chicken satay skewers and suchlike.
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