The Dirty Land
This is a fantastic, dimly-lit bar that oozes secretive sophistication. It’s the sort of joint in which James Bond would meet up with his devastatingly beautiful femme fatale, only to be rudely interrupted by assassins. It’s all dark surfaces and clean lines. The cocktails are impeccable too, and the food is simple Mexican, quick to arrive and tasty. It’s all too easy to neck a few of their smooth margaritas, which sometimes requires the counter-measure of a lightning-fast brace of tacos.