Embued with the charm of theatre, burlesque and vaudeville mixed up into a cute venue with severly overpriced drinks.
We arrived early to make use of the tram bar, both of us bemoaning the fact that you can't easily get croque monsieur in Melbourne, we instead nibbled on a ham tomato cheese toastie from the Art Centre cafe while drinking our pre-show beer and wine.
These are the nights that remind me why I moved state and fell in love with this small and sometimes pretentious city.
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