This is such a weird place - especially if you've already had a few cheeky ones before you get there and things are starting to look a bit blurry. I was a little suspicious of the dark, seedy-looking staircase leading down to the bar, not to mention the strange decor (heavy velvet curtains, garish furniture, flickering candles etc). Was I about to pop my 'massage parlour' cherry? Thankfully, no. But I have just read on a fellow Yelper's review that it was once a morgue, so that explains a few things *shudders*.
However! This is a bar specialising in Belgian beer and as some of you will know already, I am a HUGE fan of Belgian cherry, raspberry and strawberry flavoured beers - win! The bar is named after one of my favourite cherry beers, 'Mort Subite', which translates as 'sudden death' - go figure - so as you can imagine, the drinks menu was something of beauty to me, even if it was a bit tatty.
The staff were friendly but as it was a Friday night and the bar was packed to the rafters, service wasn't as swift as we'd have liked. None of us were hungry at this point in the evening but we thought it best to order something like olives just to keep the stomach lined. Alas, there were no olives and instead we had to make do with two small tubs of Pringles - classy! I'm not sure I would have wanted to eat a more substantial meal here though - and especially now I know why it felt so damn creepy.
Mort Subite is definitely worth a visit but to be honest, I enjoyed some of the other 'Alty' bars more than this one. I suppose it would be the perfect venue for a Halloween party though! read more