Brisbane’s bar scene had undergone a metamorphosis over the
last few years. Thanks to changes in
the
liquor licencing laws and perhaps a slight a shift in the city’s personality,
great small bars full of character are springing up left right and centre.
Canvas,
Scratch,
SuperWhatnot and
Archive spring to mind. If you haven’t been
to any of those bars – go no, you’re missing out!
Now the next stage is to get the bars into the suburbs. I’ve
heard of both
The Junk Bar in Ashgrove and
Stockholm Syndrome in Albion that
I’m keen to go to. Any takers? But last night, a close friend and I headed out
to Kenmore to try
The Retro Bar.
Comfy seating and a bit of retro style in the heart of Kenmore.
The Retro Bar is a fully themed bar, with huge leather
booths, beautiful retro loungers, eclectic 70s-ish décor and a playlist that
included The Rolling Stones, The Who and ABBA.
Chatting to the owner, he told me that
The Retro Bar has been open for a year,
but I had no idea it existed until Monday. If I still lived in the area I would have been ridiculously
excited to have a proper bar to go to rather than the Kenmore Tavern (don’t get
me wrong, decent place, chips ok, but cocktail bar it is not).
The Retro Bar has a very extensive cocktail list and I came
so close to ordering a martini or a mint slice. However, I was driving so I
stuck to wine – a good drop of cabernet sauvignon for $10 a glass. There is
only a bar menu on offer but the stuffed squid ($12) and quesadillas ($15) we
shared were both very tasty and fresh.
Last night was quiet, just us and three other patrons. However,
judging from the
website, when they host special events the bar is packed!
Movies nights twice a week, themed parties on special occasions. The Retro Bar
is
The place to be seen in Kenmore.
We can only hope that bars like The Retro Bar continue to
pop up in Brisbane’s suburbs, so it will be longer be necessary to head to the
CBD or the Valley for a night out. It bodes well for Brisbane as a new-world
city to have a vibrant and sophisticated nightlife, even in the middle of
suburban soccer fields and supermarkets. If I only have to drive 3 minutes down
the road for a well-made fluffy duck, I am a happy and contented woman.