I fell in love with mojitos in the back streets of Barcelona’s Gothic quarter. There, in a dark tiny bar barely larger than a closet, a man stood behind a counter with bags of ice, …

It’s finally happened: a new bar has opened in Newtown that I can actually recommend. Called Corridor, it’s located just a few doors down from Madame Fling Flong (one of the few other bars in …

Groucho Marx once quipped he didn’t want to join any club that would have him as a member – and as I enter the Ivy complex with the plan of infiltrating their members-only Pool Club …

You don’t normally expect to find raw fish in your martini and yet that’s how the Sashimitini is served in Toko. Then again, Toko is far from being your average Japanese restaurant and bar.
For starters …

Hidden above Soni’s Spanish restaurant on King Street, Madame Fling Flong is the closest thing Newtown, and possibly the entire Inner West, has to a Melbourne-style bar. With its old sofas, pictures and lampshades, this …

Bar Zine has never understood why The Oaks’s name is plural when there’s only one tree in the courtyard (it’s now 70 years old and rumour is it’s insured for a small fortune) but this …