Thursday, 15 November 2012

Rubys, Kingsland Road, http://rubysdalston.com/


5th blog in, and I am afraid I am going to succumb to the most annoying and overused simile  ‘it was like a tale of two cities’.Anyone who has read  Dickens’ masterpiece will know that basically Paris was full of garlic munching cousin shaggers sitting in their own swill, and London represented a fragrant utopia due to the guidance of our illustrious upper ranks (bar a few grave-robbers).

The bar which provoked me dabbling with this tragic phrasing was Ruby’s in Dalston. So let me begin.

The good:

- Amazing decor, hoxto-shabbiness and pleasant atmosphere
- Great music that provoked the phrase 'God damn it, is that Fleetwood Mother Fucking Mac'
- Very good and different drinks
- Not too full, busy but sitting room for most
- Friendly service
- A customisable cinema sign out front!

(So far, so utopitastic...)

The bad:

-  A round of drinks took 26 minutes
-  A round of drinks took 26 minutes
-  A round of drinks took 26 minutes

So let's pick up the minor point of the 26 minute wait. This isn't 26 minutes from the time of finishing our drinks, it is 26 minutes from ordering, being told in disbelief that it would take 20 minutes and then bitterly timing it. This happening at 9pm on a Saturday night, when you are trying to get out of your mind so you can love Efes, is not helpful in anyway. It is also amazing how awkward conversation can get when soberness kicks in half way through a Saturday night and you begin to realise how much of a dick you look. When I asked whether it would be slow because the girls had shown stepford wife mentality and ordered the same 2 drinks between 8 of them, they laughed - I forgot, never, ever, rush a 'mixologist'. It was like requesting a souffle in a restaurant and being warned it may take a while, but you don’t normally mind, because, at the end of the day, you are drinking.

But, being from London I am going to be the better man, because to be fair, when we moaned about the prep time they provided us with a free Sambucca. This didn't  help reignite us after 30 minutes of sobriety, but was a kind offer. It was an annoying night because I really wanted to like this place, and we all did, but it was still a pain. I would definitely recommend coming here if you wanted a date to end with some loving. It is perfect for that, it is not perfect for fun in a large group. Which is a shame, because it should be.

 

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