Can you write a post about a place you can barely remember? I'm going to give it a go. It's not like I can't remember - more like frequenting this place can cause memory lapses. The place in question is the Dry Martini bar in Barcelona. The bar is beautifully decked out in brass and dark wooden walls, the walls lined with hundreds of old gin bottles. Behind the very well stocked bar, they have any gin you can think of, the bartenders deftly practice their craft dressed in white pharmacist coats.
I remember they have a cryptic martini menu as well as a mojito menu and the drinks are delicious and huge. There was a fire and ice martini (chilli infused gin super chilled) and a ximz (pedro ximeniz and orange infused martini) to start and after that it all gets a little fuzzy.
There was a jimlet foxtrot and a dry and sour to follow but what was in them was instantly forgotten in the haze.
We fared a only a fraction better when we returned a few nights later with our friends from Niseko. There were bloody Mary's, a fine saffron infused gin swimming with the heady aroma of the spice (or was that my head swimming).
And mojitos....so many mojitos, Shiso, kumquat and passionfruit. (the photos don't lie.)
Dry Martini is lauded as one of the best bars in the world, it feels classy yet is totally unpretentious and while the service is polished and precise it's very relaxed. It was great to be in a bar where the art is the crafting of an elegant drink. The next time we return (yes, there will be many next times), we plan to check out the reverse speakeasy, a restaurant out the back through a hidden door in the bar, unfortunatly closed for easter while we were there. But still tre cool.
Carrer Aribau 162, Eixample , Barcelona
Telephone: 93 217 50 72
Sat-Sun 18.30- 3.00