Bar Chocolate
It's pokier and smokier than Patsy's living room after a Friday night sesh, but they flock in droves to this teeny chocolate bar-sized eatery, purely because... well, because everyone else does. It's the place to swill down a glass of rouge with a mate, while discussing the ways of the world; it's the place to take your ex for nachos if you want somewhere they'll look bad if they turn on the whinge factor; and it's the place you can dump them all over again when you've finished licking up the last of the sour cream. Too cool for school, but we love it.

