Literary about bars and cocktails

Category: World cocktail bars (Page 1 from 2)

Delicatessen, Moscow

It’s time to tell you about a drinker’s Mecca in Moscow – Delicatessen Café. Have you not tried a Pedro Manhattan or iron-roasted horse meat tartar? Then, go as fast as you can to Moscow City straight to Sadovo-Karetnaya 20!


Cocktails & Dreams Bar, Tel Aviv

Cocktail bars in Tel Aviv, just like in the rest of Israel, are still not so trendy. Apart from several exemplary bars, such as Imperial Craft Cocktails, which was chosen to be the best bar in the Middle East several times, and the beautiful Bellboy Bar hidden behind the heavy curtains of Berdichevsky Hotel, the keystone of the streets of this hot and noisy city is offering simple and familiar drinks, free chasers from a bartender, and most importantly – environment for nonstop talking. These are the reasons why people go to a bar. This is why they meet after work for a glass of beer during these precious happy hours. Here one goes for a cocktail only on a special occasion: when you are on a date or you are celebrating a holiday, and one doesn’t stay long: the average Israeli is fine with a cocktail or two. Where there’s demand, there’s supply, so it’s not strange that in the middle of the very hipster district of Tel Aviv – Florentine – there is a small bar – Cocktails & Dreams – which is somewhat between a cocktail bar and a place where one can casually drop in, probably just for the sake of air conditioning.


Bar DelBar, Minsk

Who knows the location the first brothel in Minsk?

There is always this particular tremulous anticipation when the project is done by those to whom you are ready to entrust yourself unconditionally. Watching how this project is being born, you are increasingly drawn into this suspense, noticing the details, growing the expectations. Once you’ve received an invitation, you carefully hold it in your hands, because it takes just one more step – and you will know everything you need to know. Behind the velvet-green door on Revolutsionnaya 28, under the carved butterfly, the Delbar glistens with its novelty. Bar.DelBar.


15 Kitchen + Bar, Moscow

"Continuous tour on Ostozhenka"

I couldn’t figure out what exactly the 15 Kitchen + Bar touring meant, until I came across the fact that according to the concept of the bar every season (or spontaneously) the chef is being invited. Yes, yes, the chefs are literally invited from all over the world. I read that they had already been visited by a Briton, a Frenchman, a Mexican, and we witnessed the celebration of the Argentine cuisine by Pedro Staurino Bargero. I won’t list all the regalias, everything can only be understood empirically.


Mitzva Bar, Moscow

We walked along Pyatnitskaya for quite some time, until finally we turned into a lane where there was a precious door to the basement, with a menorah above it. No need for a sign or an arrow, everything is clear. The stairway is quite steep and even a bit scary. When you come to the Mitzva Bar, you sense in your gut, that something’s gonna happen to you soon. You will reveal the masonic conspiracy, or you will find yourself inside the movie scene “With wide eyes closed”, or you will be picked up by unearthly forces for the sake of sacrifice.


Kurilka Bar, Minsk

Kurilka Bar is a reincarnation of the scandalous Smoke & Mirrors Bar, adjacent to the most expensive barbershop in the city. Minsk has a long way to grow and develop, we should keep in mind, our bar industry still blossoms with puberty pomp. And after the bar stood unclaimed for almost a whole summer, a decision was made to re-arrange it, and so Kurilka appeared.


Moloko café, Moscow

Do you remember Moloko in Minsk? - Yes! But this is totally another Moloko.

During all my previous stays in this city, Moscow tried to convince me of its hospitality and almost succeeded. After the bar Martinez and Klava I began to doubt that Moscow was alien and snobbish everywhere, even in the most affordable places. Not to mention the bar with windows facing Christian Louboutin and Prada shops. Although from a distance, it seemed to me that the Moloko café had every chance of being the most democratic European café with unconventional cuisine and signature cocktails, cute waiters and a casual but graceful atmosphere with wide-open windows and old-fashioned lamps on the bar counter.


Bar Container, Tel Aviv

The old port in Jaffa is a place of energy. The city, which is more than 2000 years old, cobbled streets polished with thousands of feet, amazing views of Tel Aviv, flamboyant schooners and fishermen, street musicians, graffiti and, of course, restaurants and bars. There is hardly a place in Tel Aviv without a cafe or bar. And then there’s an entire old port with its hangars and barracks. Why not to drag a cargo container into such a hangar and make a bar in it? Actually, there was no reason not to do it, so that’s why today I am writing about Container – a truly wonderful place, where I once snatched two shot glasses.


Bellboy Bar, Tel Aviv

Secluded on a small street leading to the Rothschild Boulevard, the Berdichevski Hotel hides the real treasure of Tel Aviv’s cocktail world. It is not so easy to get into Bellboy Bar, which is covered with heavy velvet curtains, so it’s better to make a reservation in advance. It’s yet a special pleasure to watch the bartender in black gloves, especially from the first row. Making my way almost in pitch darkness for our table, I thought that I had got into the movie “Prestige” – and something very out of the ordinary would definitely happen, and the music that was playing suggested that it could be Fitzgerald at Gatsby’s arm coming out “from the closet”.


Klava Bar, Moscow

Cocktails, in general, are for man. Only then Pina Colada was invented.

We went to Klava during our 9-hour night flight change in Moscow on our way to Cuba. It was not so easy as I imagined to find a place that works till dawn on weekdays, but when I came across Klava, I realized that it was a sign, because I already wanted to go there, even when I kept on coming on a short one-day visit to my Moscow friend. But in the end we always chose to go to other places, and Klava kept on waiting for me all this time.


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