Toff In Town

Melbourne's bar landscape is densely populated by bars and clubs that lean towards the luxurious end of the stick, with said stick containing a plethora of measures and graduations designed to calculate the exact degree of decadence therein. If such a stick were used (indeed, did even exist) to measure the Toff in Town I'm sure the reading would go right off the scale.

Up two flights of stairs in Melbourne's famous Curtain House is a veritable Lewis Carol-inspired wonderland of French treats just waiting to fulfill your every desire ... well, almost every desire.

Train carriage-style booths run the length of the main bar with total privacy assured by a few well-drawn blinds. The only interruption in your evening will come at the press of button when you summons the wait staff to deliver more liquid indulgence, or perhaps a small plate of French nibbles from the larder.

The wine may be a little on the expensive side, but the sheer range of choice not available at many other French wine houses makes up for that fact. Of course, there's nothing wrong with approaching a suitable monsieur or mademoiselle and hitting them up for a few hefty glasses.