There are house rules here, kids. No screaming, no hats and no hitting on other guests. Got it? Sorted. This joint is all about class and character. If you mind your Ps and Qs and behave like ladies and gentlemen, then you’ll be duly rewarded with an evening drinking in what is probably the best bar in the city. You can walk-in on weekdays, but by weekends it’s reservation only – call up in the morning to book. Got that? Now onto the show. On an otherwise gaudy street, it’s easy to miss the unsuspecting black door, we can’t tell you the exact address but head between Rembrandsquare and Vijzelstreet and look out for the two lights above the door and a gold plaque with the a 'd' and a 74 cross linked! Upon arrival prepare to be eyeballed through a shutter just like you’re an old time gunslinger back in the real prohibition days, but once past the black velvet curtain, a hostess will hang up your coat, show you to your seat and you will be treated impeccably until you walk back out the door. It’s a speakeasy style bar with none of the snobbery. There is a bulleted metal ceiling, moody lighting and booths for bigger groups, but it’s all about sitting up at the bar. Your glass of water is never empty, neither is your bowl of nuts and olives, but best of all you can quiz the barmen. These guys are serious professionals and mix drinks that constantly surprise with strange elixirs and rare spirits. Changing every four months, each menu is thematic with everything from the psychedelic cocktail trip that was The Old Candy Shop to an exploration of film noir in booze. Read it at least twice, and then work your way from top to bottom. This is a place to take your time, sit back and enjoy the trip.