Continuing my Thirsty Go Where series…
When I read in 8Days that the owner of this bar boasted that he is the master shifu of Bar Stories and he has left Bar Stories, I was, Woah, cat fight. Since the cocktails at Bar Stories were fun, I thought maybe I should pay Drink Culture a visit.
The bar takes the slogan “Sex sells” too seriously. Everything here stinks of sex from the door bitches of three heavily-make-up-ed, anorexic-stick-figured but beautiful girls ushering you into your seats, to the decor of plush white leather sofas and pearl curtains to the hunky bartenders.
We ordered a Grape cocktail ($25) and a champagne-cocktail ($20). Neither was particularly exciting or original and neither tasted good enough to justify the price although the grape cocktail leaves your breath smelling fresh. But Colgate does that too.
The ambience is less cosy and definitely more pretentious and sleazy than Bar Stories. The crowd is older and less yuppie than Bar Stories. And the drinks are so-so but not worth the money. Entering the place feels like we put on a straitjacket. Coming here, I feel like I really did a disservice to Bar Stories, and I decide to revise the rating for it. It’s a case of green come out from blue and wins blue for me.
Happy drinking for the weekend!
50 Kreta Ayer Rd
T: 6557 0538
M, Tu, Th – 6pm – 1am
W, F, Sat – 6pm – 2am
Close on Sunday
Rating: 2.019/5 stars