Down in the grotty bowels of Smithfield meat market, past the pungent smell of raw cuts and poultry, hides the newest from acclaimed Nightjar crew. Oriole is a 120-seater bar dressed in palm print walls and bygone colonialism. Cabinets of Congo treasures and Amazon sculptures sit neatly between leather-lined booths and candle-lit tables.
Navigating the globe, one cocktail at a time, the mammoth 14-page libations list splits into three: Old World, New World and The Orient. Unusual glassware holds a heady mix of ingredients, spices and seasonings, from far and near. Imbibers beware: the drinks are equal parts tasty and potent.
