Review of Abracadabra Restaurant & Bar/ HeyJo by gry
Abracadabra Restaurant & Bar/ HeyJo, 91 Jermyn Street, Piccadilly, London SW1Y 6JT
Compliment gry (23-11-2007) •••••
Wow, this must be the weirdest place I've been to yet... We were out scouting for good pubs for a pub crawl, had lost our bearings a little and just wanted to sit down and have a drink - anywhere - when we found ourselves in this random alleyway. The bright pink facade of Abracadabra lured us in...
Within was a long room decorated in the most eccentric and opulent manner, with a colourful mosaic floor, generally a lot of fabric in bright colours (mostly pink) square tables with big metal chairs with red plush velvet cushions, and a relatively odd collection of statues and ornaments from all over the world. Was that a big wooden penis in the corner? Yes, it was. At the end of this hall was an absolutely gigantic chandelier. And in the midst of it all - a little television showing Russian music videos, of all things.
There were hardly anyone else in there, and as we were starting to feel increasingly out of place the manager himself brought us the meny. Hmmm, the first ten pages or so were all different varieties of champagne... with the most expensive one at 60.000 pounds! We flicked quickly through the extensive menu to locate their beer section. They had one beer, called simply 'beer', at £7.50. Just as we were deciding to leave, the manager came up to us and quickly explained that he had 'forgotten' to tell us that this menu was for later and that at this hour they actually sold beer for £2 a bottle. Well, we were pretty sure he simply took pity on us (perhaps he had spotted my digital camera, for the occasion kept in an old sock - yup, I need to get that camera case!), but we thought we might as well stay and ordered our beer.
We tried to 'relax, show off, and generally feel fine', as their little promotion leaflet says, as best we could, but I didn't feel that fine in my washed-out H&M hoodie compared to the waitresses, all very beautiful, strutting past in their trendy and elegant clothing. Anyway, as we stood up to leave the manager insisted on showing us their toilets. Indeed, they were quite something - check out the photos. In the mens room, which I didn't see naturally, the toilet were statues of women in a sort of toilet-bowl pose, and the toilet in the ladies was actually hidden inside some strange blue silk jewel-encrusted egg! I was literally speechless. The taps, though, made me wonder whether this wasn't perhaps some weird sex club. Well, perhaps it was. I think I'll never know, as it seems rather unlikely I'll come back here any time soon...
Within was a long room decorated in the most eccentric and opulent manner, with a colourful mosaic floor, generally a lot of fabric in bright colours (mostly pink) square tables with big metal chairs with red plush velvet cushions, and a relatively odd collection of statues and ornaments from all over the world. Was that a big wooden penis in the corner? Yes, it was. At the end of this hall was an absolutely gigantic chandelier. And in the midst of it all - a little television showing Russian music videos, of all things.
There were hardly anyone else in there, and as we were starting to feel increasingly out of place the manager himself brought us the meny. Hmmm, the first ten pages or so were all different varieties of champagne... with the most expensive one at 60.000 pounds! We flicked quickly through the extensive menu to locate their beer section. They had one beer, called simply 'beer', at £7.50. Just as we were deciding to leave, the manager came up to us and quickly explained that he had 'forgotten' to tell us that this menu was for later and that at this hour they actually sold beer for £2 a bottle. Well, we were pretty sure he simply took pity on us (perhaps he had spotted my digital camera, for the occasion kept in an old sock - yup, I need to get that camera case!), but we thought we might as well stay and ordered our beer.
We tried to 'relax, show off, and generally feel fine', as their little promotion leaflet says, as best we could, but I didn't feel that fine in my washed-out H&M hoodie compared to the waitresses, all very beautiful, strutting past in their trendy and elegant clothing. Anyway, as we stood up to leave the manager insisted on showing us their toilets. Indeed, they were quite something - check out the photos. In the mens room, which I didn't see naturally, the toilet were statues of women in a sort of toilet-bowl pose, and the toilet in the ladies was actually hidden inside some strange blue silk jewel-encrusted egg! I was literally speechless. The taps, though, made me wonder whether this wasn't perhaps some weird sex club. Well, perhaps it was. I think I'll never know, as it seems rather unlikely I'll come back here any time soon...
Tags bar, nightclub, champagne, opulent, eccentric, members club, toilets
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