After consulting with 'Timeout' in order to find some good cocktail bars during my last night in London, my friend and I set out to find Mark's Bar.
We had the address, we were on the right street, and yet still we couldn't see this elusive place..
Eventually we realised, having walked past it a few times, that it must be inside what was signed as "Hix'.
The door to Hix is a large wooden affair, with a big brass handle and a sign saying 'Push'. I felt just like I imagine Alice did when she raised that bottle instructing 'drink me' to her lips..
Immediately the sign for Mark's Bar over a staircase was apparent. We told the lady on the door we were wanting to go down to the bar but she seemed a little reluctant.. She told us she didn't know if there was room but then allowed us to accompany her down the stairs. This, I felt, was an odd choice - she surely should have left us by the door to go and check?
Anyway, we got downstairs and loitered by the end of the bar.
The place was dark, intimate, with an odd-looking billiards table in the centre. The bar was built on a step, so the bartenders had it at the right height but if you stood by it from 'our side' you felt like a giant. Instead, chairs filled with cocktail-drinkers lined it.
The lady went to ask one of the 3 staff members providing table service. There was one free table (though with no chairs) and she seemed rather reluctant to let us go there. 'It's standing room only' she said, as if that was to be a deterrent.. It wasn't - this place was nicely filled, but clearly was never allowed to get busy. I wasn't leaving - the playlist alone wouldn't let me.
It later became apparent why she had been so cagey - the one empty table was in an area that had been reserved and was occupied by Ronnie Wood of the Rolling Stones. (Not that I would have realised.. I'm afraid I'm not of the right age ;) )
Anyway, it didn't take us long to get a table rather than stand. Straight away, our bartender brought us over a glass of water each - a lovely touch, and we ordered our cocktails. Expensive, yes, but not as extortionate as I thought they might be, given I was a Northerner in London..!
On the subject of the cocktail menu, I would say that you should be prepared to do a lot of reading.. It's not greatly designed, so to sift through the information and stories on the drinks to find the ingredients takes a little time. But the staff clearly know their booze and will happily navigate your tastes, with or without the cocktail list.
We then asked him about the weird table in the room - it had cues and balls, but also wooden mushrooms.. It's Bar Billiards. And he talked us through the rules and encouraged us to play.
Our bags sat on our table, which wasn't far away. It took me a little while to relax into knowing that not only did I not have to worry about leaving them, but the 3 staff on the floor - all of which had said hello and been very friendly - were aware of them too. It was really pleasing to know that there was nothing to worry about. It was like being in 'my bar' at home, even though I was bang in the centre of the Capital.
Half of our table was empty, so (we were asked first if it was OK) an American couple joined us. We played Bar Billiards most of the evening, attracting the attention of other punters who asked how it worked. (Calum Best, who I also wouldn't have recognised, and who was with the Rolling Stone, asked me to explain.. Does that make me famous?! hehe)
Our bartender (who turned out to be the manager), Abou, was super-attentive, made great drinks and looked to be genuinely enjoying himself, and the American couple were lovely to chat to too.
I couldn't have asked for a better evening - staff and punters were all wonderfully friendly, drinks were brilliant, music and billiard-based entertainment; top notch.
I genuinely feel like I'd made new bartender friends and despite knowing that I wouldn't have got in if it wasn't a Tuesday (I imagine a weekend is far more exclusive) I'd definitely be a regular if it wasn't for the fact I live in Leeds..
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