Melbourne’s Best Bars : Berlin Bar : Critique

Have your identification papers at the ready!

Berlin Bar is some of those hidden treasures, waiting patiently can be found by the masses. Decadently fitted out, Berlin Bar exudes the creative style and prowess that set Melbourne’s great cocktail bars apart. And the most effective part is this really is two bars in one!

The Berlin Bar transports you to into the center of 1960’s Berlin; just follow the cobblestone alleyway up Corrs, slip through the red-oak door and up two flights of dimly lit stairs, past the burlesque bar on the landing. Here you will undoubtedly be greeted by a locked iron cast door. Press the buzzer and wait – a staff member will undoubtedly be with you shortly to verify your credentials and lead you into the sophisticated West Berlin parlor, replete with white and brown leather upholstery.

If that’s to not your fancy then you definitely might try sneaking on the border, through Checkpoint Charlie and directly into an East Berlin bunker.

Here you are able to sit by your own bit of the Berlin wall, where ammunition crates and even a bath – you read that right – replace the need for regular tables.

The bar is generously stocked with the usuals as well as some very unusual imported drinks. There is a very personalized cocktail menu available, with a host of unique concoctions and, at $20 each, you’d expect nothing less. Beers, wines and spirits really are a touch on the expensive side, but its important to keep in mind this bar provides table service and only admits a comparatively few patrons at once 호스트바. So at the least you do not need to hold back in line for a drink.

Although Berlin Bar features a wide appeal to numerous, its pricing has a tendency to exclude the younger crowd. Most Berliners are mid-20’s or later with just a touch of pompous sophistication.

As your final touch, suspended above the staircase entrance, a red-light sign reads “Ich bin ein Berliner,” President Kennedy’s infamous gaffe where he proclaimed himself to be a jam doughnut, rather than a citizen of Berlin. And who knows? With all the current alcoholic goodies available here, you too, may be speaking in tongues by the night’s end. Bookings essential.

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