As with Button, I fail to see the connection between the bar’s name and the seafaring décor – but thankfully Foxtrot has another thing in common: namely that it has a quirky, eccentric vibe.
When you walk into The Foxtrot you find yourself in a small musty room (at least, it smells musty to me) that’s decorated with old prints of crusty sailors, maps, wooden tables, bookshelves and marine rope. It’s a bit like your crazy uncle’s basement.
Upstairs, however, things become more slick, with exposed beams in the ceiling, a long pressed-metal bar counter, a backwall covered in a freakish mural and small tables with bankers lamps on them. I realise this might not sound slick, but … it somehow works. The backbar is filled with an impressive array of liquor, the atmosphere is dark, casual and friendly, the Friday night vibe is buzzy and yet not overwhelming (ie you can have a decent conversation and the crowds aren’t overwhelming) and – most importantly for me – the cocktail list reflects a good understanding of how drinks are meant to be put together.
Plus it doesn’t smell musty.
I order the Pomegranate Sour (Pama, lemon juice, bitters and sugar – $16) while the Amazonian Croatian tries the El Diablo (Cazadores tequila, cassis, fresh lime and ginger beer – $16). The bartender makes the drinks in jars and serves them with little cocktail umbrellas, which the child in me likes.
The adult in me wishes my Pomegranate Sour had a touch more bitters in it to give it more complexity – but I nevertheless enjoy this drink overall.
The Croatian loves her El Diablo although I’ve never been a fan of this cocktail (I don’t think the blackcurrant flavours of the cassis goes with the ginger beer). But that comes down to personal taste.
However, both of us love the supreme pizza we order, which is perfect and has a great flat base.
Behind the main bar area there’s another room with a disused fireplace, old typewriters and cameras, candles in birdcages, an old spinning wheel and great leather armchairs and vintage sofas. There’s also a small level above this with astroturf and garden furniture. I’ve already ranted and raved about small bar kitsch too many times on this site, so I won’t do it again – especially as I have a fetish for old typewriters and cameras and am willing to contradict myself in this case.
And so, on the whole, I like The Foxtrot. It’s casual, fun, but shows an eye for detail – and is certainly worth checking out.
The Foxtrot, 28 Falcon Street, Crows Nest. Open everyday, see the Foxtrot Facebook page for more details
Now it’s your turn – how do you rate The Foxtrot bar?