Lounge Bohemia Review: You Have to Make an Appointment
Lounge Bohemia Review: You Have to Make an Appointment | No walk-ins, no groups over four, and no suits – and it is the most restrictive door policy in six postcodes
Lounge Bohemia Review: You Have to Make an Appointment | No walk-ins, no groups over four, and no suits – and it is the most restrictive door policy in six postcodes
BrewDog Waterloo Review: 8,790 People, and It Is a Railway Arch | The largest sample in this district, in a vault under the station, and the arches keep winning
Seventy5th Balcony Bar Review: 3.3 Stars, Nine Reviews, Total Silence | The lowest-rated venue in the entire dataset has been rated by nine people, and nobody has said anything since
Rain Dogs Review: A Rain Dog Cannot Find Its Way Home | The rain washes away the scent trail, and the dog is lost in a city it knows, and that is the whole idea
Aura x Review: A 3.4, and the Reviews Are About the Door | The third-lowest score in this district on a real sample, and three hundred and forty-five people are describing the same experience
Mother Kelly’s Review: A Railway Arch, and the Rent Is the Point | The best bars in this district are under the tracks, and they are there because the ground floor was too expensive
Paddy’s Sportsbook Review: 3.6 Stars From Fourteen People | A sports bar rated by roughly the number of people who could fit in it, all of whom appear to have been in a mood
Alcotraz Review: A 4.8, and It Is a Themed Prison | You smuggle in your own spirit, you are put in a cell, and it holds one of the best ratings in Shoreditch
Market Coffee House Review: The Coffee House Built the City | Six hundred of them in London by 1700, and Lloyd’s and the Stock Exchange both grew out of one
Nordic Review: Akvavit Means the Water of Life and So Does Whisky | Every distilling culture in Europe independently arrived at the same name, and they all meant it medicinally
Paragon Review: A Paragon Was a Touchstone and You Rubbed Gold on It | A black stone that tells you whether the metal is real, and the word came to mean the standard itself
Natural Philosopher Review: Scientist Is a New Word | Nobody was called a scientist until 1834, and the man who coined it was mocked for it
Ninety One Review: The Address Is the Name, Again | A number on a door, which cannot be wrong, and which is now the eleventh honest name in six postcodes
Found Review: 4.7, and It Has Not Been | Three hundred and five people in the busiest drinking district in east London, which is nobody
Soho Residence Review: A 3.9, and the Word Residence Is Doing a Lot | It is not a residence and nobody lives there, and it is the fourth venue in this survey selling the fantasy of a home
Cyberdog Review: Parliament Had to Define a Repetitive Beat | The 1994 Act criminalised gatherings by describing the music, in law, and it genuinely says that
Clipper Lounge Review: Named After the Fastest Ships Ever Built | Tea clippers raced from China to London and the winner made a fortune. This bar holds a 4.9 and almost nobody knows it exists.
Hijingo Review: Bingo Was the Biggest Game in Britain | Fourteen million people played it in the 1960s, the halls were cinemas, and it has come back as a light show with cocktails
Little Violet Door Review: 4.8, and It Is Behind a Little Violet Door | The name is a set of directions, which after five hundred and fifty articles is a considerable relief
93 Feet East Review: The Name Is a Boundary Measurement | It is the distance from a fixed point, it appears in the deeds, and it is the most literal name in six postcodes
Cottons Review: The Rum Trade Is the Whole Story | Rum is a by-product of sugar, sugar was made by enslaved people, and the drink exists because somebody found a use for the waste
Boundary Review: The Estate Was Built on a Slum They Demolished | The Old Nichol was the worst slum in London, they cleared it, and they rehoused almost none of the people who had lived there
TKL Review: The Last Shoreditch Article, and It Is Three Letters | A hundred and ten articles in this district, and it ends with an initialism nobody will explain
Snooker Review: The Game Was Invented by Bored Soldiers | British officers in India combined two existing games, and the word snooker was an insult aimed at a cadet
Britannia Review: A 2.7, and It Is the Lowest in Camden | Eleven hundred people, a settled number, and this is not the arithmetic trap – this is a verdict
BFI Review: Most of British Film Has Been Lost | Nitrate stock burned and decomposed, and something in the region of three-quarters of all silent films no longer exist
Dream Bags Jaguar Shoes Review: It Is Two Old Shop Signs | They took over two units, never changed the fascias, and the name is simply what was already written on the building
Broken Eggs Review: You Cannot Make an Omelette, and Nobody Knows Who Said It | Attributed to Robespierre, to Lenin, to Stalin – and it is one of the most dangerous sentences in politics
Bar Jackie Review: The Fourteenth Woman on a Sign | Fifty-two reviews, and nobody has asked, and by now we did not expect them to
Blind Spot Review: Named After the Hole in Your Eye | There is a patch of your retina that cannot see. Your brain fills it in with a guess. There is now a cocktail bar.