London Cocktail Week has started, it’s the Monday and we are upset that we can’t make any events until Wednesday at the earliest! Enjoy whatever you get upto, highlights can be found here: London Cocktail Week Schedule – Monday
We do love drink related occasions, but with Tales of the Cocktail, BCB, Rumfest and now London Cocktail Week; along with the rest of the beer & cider festivals. It does sometimes feel that Birmingham isn’t offering ‘much’ in the way of education, and it’s great to see that the Jekyll & Hyde in Birmingham is hosting a Ginfest.
Last month, the UK regional section of the 42Below Cocktail World Cup visited 8 cities; later this year in October is the National final. Then the winners go onwards to the main event in New Zealand in March 2011. Below are the finalists from each region which have formed their own team, unfortunately there is [...]
Bank is one of the finer restaurants that exist within Brindley Place (Birmingham), it is only a stone throw away from your All Bar One, Cafe Rouge and such. Yet it delivers a totally different experience, both in the food the serve (some delightful prix fixe menus) and the range of cocktails their bar ofers.
This is a great place for a pre, and post dinner cocktail. The atmosphere is very relaxed, though from my experience they don’t offer table service (well, unless you are dining)! Also with Brindley Place being a sun trap, you can wile away the afternoon here.
Things have been quiet of late, due to a little trip into Bohemia for work. [Well OK, I was in Prague/Praha, Czech Republic]. Travel is always fun, but my past trips to Prague have always involved local beers [Staropramen, and the nearby Pilsner Urquell]. Now it was time to checkout the cocktail culture of the [...]
I can’t remember exactly how I came to know of this bar, but it’s name had floated around through my ‘research’ of nice places to drink, and there were quite a few good reviews of it. Though I was no closer to knowing what it’s called. . .surely it can’t just be called ’69 Colebrooke Row’.
I was wrong, my receipt calls the place ‘The Bar With No Name’ and even though I knew what road it was on, and what to look out for (a lantern with the number 69 on it). I still had stood outside on the street for two minutes, having to doubleback on myself before I realised that the place I had assumed was empty, had life. If you do go looking for this place, don’t expect it to jump out to you. It blends into the backstreets, which is exactly what it tries to achieve.