04/02/13: When the hangover on Sunday morning hit like a punch from a heavy weight boxer, we swore February would be the month of detox.
But, by the time we’d finished a day (okay, half a day) of work on Monday, it’d have just been plain rude to turn down a beer with the bears at Manbar. The new weekly night saw the bar as busy as ever and, with the the tunes pumping out like tomorrow wasn’t Tuesday.
And we weren’t one bit surprised! Manbar have proven that they know how to throw it down music wise ever since they first opened.
It was a refreshing change to see the furry fellas in more clothes than we may have expected; we didn’t feel so left out turning up without our harness and muzzle on, put it that way.
Bear nights can have a fetish-feel to us twink-types, but this was much more chilled. It was easier to relax knowing that paws were being kept to themselves… mostly.
A great (and grizzly) way to ease yourself into the week, with drink offers that are nothing to snarl at, you can head down to booze, cruise or just peruse. And even if you’re a little more Goldilocks – if the tale is anything to go by – you might end up sleeping in a Bear’s bed!
Manbar, 79 Charing Cross Road, Soho, WC2H 0NE
Words by Anthony Gilét
Photos by Chris Jepson
