Sven Almenning of Sydney bar Eau De Vie has opened a sister venue, EDV, in Malthouse Lane
They pull out all the stops – and the liquid nitrogen – here. At any given time someone at EDV is shaking, freezing or setting drinks on fire, which makes this bar a thrilling and hazardous place of refreshment.
The Melbourne cousin to Sydney’s Eau de Vie, it is a beautiful Prohibition-style speakeasy where black leather booths, cut glass and rare liquor rule the roost. They have a whole room dedicated to whisky, and the back bar is a towering, glittering mass of things you want to put in your glass.
You’ll find this luxe hooch parlour at the end of otherwise empty Malthouse Lane marked by nothing but a gas lamp – making this one of the few speakeasy style bars in town with a genuine grasp on what that means. Open the door, and you’ll be washed with jazz. Sit at the bar and you’ll be taken on a magical mystery tour of history’s greatest drinks with a 2013 tszujing-up.
Their take on the Aviation (an Aviator) has rhubarb syrup replacing the Maraschino in the flowery gin drink and it comes garnished with a tiny paper plane gliding on a fairy floss cloud. Your Martini is snap chilled with liquid nitrogen. But we’re also happy just to order a well made Old Pal off-list too – the bartenders, lead by owner Greg Sanderson, are a gunslingin’ bunch.
The ice is pure bubble-free frozen gold from a Hoshizaki ice machine (pride of Japan), the worldwide whisk(e)y collection is so vast it gets its own room, and if you really mean business you can procure a private locker to stash your personal bottle of hooch.
Come for the cocktails; stay for the beluga caviar from a bar menu that runs all night, not to mention some of the best chat in the city.