The Scottish wild boys from Brewdog are responsible for this US-themed basement bar. If you can find the ‘artfully’ concealed portal, you’ll enter a low-lit, low-life juke joint that’s closer to the moonshine dens of America’s Prohibition era than more recent fancy-pants, Great Gatsby pastiches. Kansas City blues, swamp rock and Southern funk provide the soundtrack for cheeky twists on classic cocktails: dead pony Negroni, ‘martineds’, ‘daiquirory’, and a hardcore mai tai with three rums, for instance. Also worth a punt is Toussaint’s tipple – a bourbon, coffee and Kahlúa fancy that also snags a couple of Brewdog brews into its brain-blasting mix. Real hombres wouldn’t be seen dead with a cosmopolitan or Aperol spritz – hence, neither is on the list at this E1 classic. As for food – popcorn is the only snack available.