Cocktails in the City takes over The Passenger Shed in Bristol on Friday 15th September 2017Posted on: 01 Sep 2017
Whether you're partial to something shaken and stirred or lubricated by some good ol' Sex on the Beach, cocktail enthusiasts will be able to sup their favourite beverage to their hearts' content when Cocktails in the City takes over The Passenger Shed in Bristol on Friday 15th September 2017.
For one exclusive night only, sixteen cocktail pop-ups will disseminate their palate-wettening wares for an evening which will see the very best in Bristol's cocktail scene curated and come together for a panoply of plonkage that would make even James Bond blush.
Prepare yourself, then, for an evening of interactive blending sessions, tasting tables, the art of mixology, games, masterclasses, food and drink pairings, and earth-shattering drinking experiences.
Bespoke cocktails from the highly-respected and prestigious likes of Milk Thistle, Hyde & Co, Red Light, Her Majesty's Secret Service and Harvey Nichols Second Floor Restaurant and Bar will be on hand to educate your epiglottis for a night of cocktail-tasting nirvana you never actually believed was humanly possible.
An impressive selection of mouthwatering and delicious food will also be available to soak up the booze, courtesy of those culinary gastronomic street food maestros at Eatchu, Bambalan and AlpMac.
Tickets are, quite frankly, a steal at 12 whole smackers, and that includes one drink on arrival. So - and mix somewhat incongruous metaphors - expect this one-off cocktail cornucopia to sell out like hot cakes.
For more information and to get your hands on some tickets, slurp your way over to http://cocktailsinthecity.com/
The Passenger Shed is located at Station Approach, Bristol, BS1 6QH. Tel. 0786 823 6193
Jamie is a writer, blogger, journalist, critic, film fan, soundtrack nerd and all-round Bristolian good egg. He loves the music of Philip Glass, the art of Salvador Dali, the writings of Charles Bukowksi and Hunter S Thompson, the irreverence of Harry Hill, and the timeless, straw-chomping exuberance of The Wurzels. You can sometimes find him railing against a surging tide of passing cyclists, or gorging himself senseless on the Oriental delights of a Cosmos all-you-can-eat buffet.