Almost a North London institution, and one of the longest established gay clubs/bars in the area, it has undergone a fairly big makeover in the last couple of years as the rest of King's Cross drags itself into its new era of regeneration. In an attempt to attract a more mixed, cosmopolitan crowd the first floor club has been closed and converted into a restaurant and beer garden, and the upper floors are now a fairly good budget hotel. Overall the food is really nice, and although the accommodation is basic - the rooms are not en suite - they are well furnished and clean. The noise from the ground floor bar and basement nightclub does leak into the upstairs bedrooms however. In most evenings there is a regular programme of gay cabaret in the main ground floor bar.
In an attempt to distance itself from its seedy past, Central Station's basement fetish-oriented nightclub has been rebranded "The Underground" and isn't accessible anymore from the rest of the building - having its own separate entrance. This is the one area which is still strictly "gentlemen only"... say no more! Listings of what's happening each week are published in Boyz magazine.
Central Station is not the classiest of establishments.
I'm sure it has a very loyal, local clientèle, but I'm afraid I won't be back.
In the area with a few hours to kill, The Mrs remembers - somewhere around here is one of the oldest gay bars. Central station. Not one to miss out on a dodgy gay bar, we Yelp it and start the trek.
On the approach; our negative suspicions were proved right as we saw the well worn exterior of the pub. Taking a deep breath we ventured in. On first impressions it actually looked quite nice. Deep purple painted walls and trendy wall paper. A light and airy look.
The Problems started when we ordered a drink at the bar. Drinks weren't cheap and I got what I believe to be the dirtiest pint ever had the displeasure of drinking. It just tasted foul, like the lines hadn't been cleaned, ever. Everywhere on the bar and tables seemed to already be wet. Even for 8pm on a Friday night the atmosphere was lifeless with just a scattering of lone men sitting around the place. Bar flies were a staple here. As standard, there was no lock on the ladies - which was another delight.
Describing itself as a 'restaurant' even going so far as putting itself on TopTable I was sceptical. I'm afraid we didn't brave the food as the menu didn't look very appetising.
Now there is a club downstairs, and a pool table lives out the back so I'm sure there are better nights to go there and when there are people I'm sure its a hoot.
But. No. Just. No
went down to see a mate, good entertainment, was laughing non stop, prices are alrite, i know cheap places so yeah was a lil shocking cos i'd spent my time round them too much, but then again, its pretty cheap for the location
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