A small, scruffy-in-the-right-way corner bar tucked into the Chippendale backstreets, the kind of place that feels like a neighbourhood secret even though it rarely is by nine o'clock. The drinks list leans toward natural and low-intervention wine, there is a short menu of shared plates, and the crowd skews toward students, artists and gallery-goers.
It spills onto the footpath on warm evenings and has a loose, convivial energy that suits the neighbourhood. A good place to end an afternoon of gallery-hopping.