When I first read about Bouvier Bar I was confused... it was consistently being described as a "New York style" bar. What does that even mean? And upon visiting Bouvier, I became even more confused. If it reflected the style of any part of the world, it was certainly somewhere closer to Europe.
So what is Bouvier Bar all about? In a nutshell, it's a fancy pants bar. You're not coming here to watch the footy or smash some craft beer tinnies. You're coming here for a crisp glass of chardonnay and perhaps some charcuterie.
The fitout is gorgeous. Black and white tiled floors, a bar that takes up an entire wall and small, intimate, candlelit tables for two. It's a date venue through-and-through.
On my visit I ordered one of their few cocktails - a blood orange margarita. What could go wrong? Unfortunately it was a shocker of a cocktail and despite NEVER having sent anything back in my 30 years on this earth, I had to on this occasion. All I could taste was cheap tequila. Freshly squeezed blood orange might be the way to go in future.
I next went with a glass of prosecco (which was perfection) and shared a charcuterie platter with my partner. It was good but not as great as hoped, especially considering the owner is Adrian Richardson from La Luna - famous for their meats!
We went on a Sunday afternoon and it was deathly quiet, but not surprising. Give Bouvier a few weeks and I am sure it will find it's feet. And hopefully some better blood orange juice. read more