Amongst an array of beautifully eclectic furniture, the brand spanking new Adventure Bar on Clapham High Street lives up to its already quickly established reputation, not just as a place to party, but as THE place to party.
The mix-matched shabby chic vibe is effortlessly cool, with a lightly graffitied exposed red brick interior that sits behind a red neon sign which reads “WAIT HERE I’VE GONE FOR HELP”.
The low dangling lighting is reminiscent of something you’d find in a mine shaft, whilst the floor to ceiling windows on the front prevent it from becoming anything close to claustrophobic. The bar still has a wonderfully bijou feel to it, especially towards the back, and nods slightly in the direction of a New York basement bar, without actually being in a basement.
Everything about this bar is an adventure, whether it’s the décor, the drinks, or the clientele; there is nothing bland or mundane about this place - the not-so-subtle porn theme is a great example. But the staff are spirited, welcoming and exorbitantly entertaining. Whether it’s magic tricks or bar-banter they are more than happy to please and yet it still doesn't affect the swiftness of the service in the slightest.
The cocktails are extraordinary and unique; don’t be surprised if you have a ping pong in your cup or a pina colada made from ice cream, because here that’s normal. The ‘Morning Glory’ is essentially a tequila sunrise, but with a twist; it’s made up with chorizo and mozzarella and served in a miniature frying pan. It doesn’t get much more unique than that, well, unless you try their Lemon Cheesecake martini of course.
Overall if I took one thing away with me after my visit, it's that the Adventure Bar is a hub of unashamedly quirky fun times. Whether it's the tongue-in-cheek adornments, the wonderfully weird VHS drinks menus or the banterous bar staff; everything is geared up to you letting your hair down and having a ball. The best thing to do is grab your rudely named cocktail, and enjoy the ride!