If you’ve been looking for the perfect occasion to wear your dunks and apple-bottoms again, this is it. Seriously Yankee, Salt Dog Slims makes BarChick wanna get a lil Fresh Prince on ya asses. Even the doormen here are dudes, they helped us park up out front in our mate’s white Bima (just how BarChick rolls up north). Take the short flight of steps to the front door and make your entrance through a heavy velvet curtain.

This place gets busy and if you want to order a hot-dog which, let’s face it, is the reason you came, you’re gonna have to be strategic. Get your accomplice to grab a seat whilst you get stuck in at the bar. The cocktail list here is straight outa New York, we drank the wittily named Salt Dog Millionaire and something else with rum and marshmallows, yum. The hot bartender here looks like Drake and served our hot-dogs with the warning “don’t eat too many, you’ll get fat,” better the devil you know… If like BarChick you love a bit of experimental interior design you’ll be well into the bathtub that’s been fashioned into a table using some fairy lights and a plank of wood. Pinterest, eat ya heart out. Kick back with your dog and marvel at the coolness of this joint, Americana at its finest.