MUL­BERRY BAR

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MY EYES ARE CLOSED. I’VE JUST TAKEN A SIP FROM A DRINK called the Left Bank and it tastes like spring­time in Paris: gin topped with light cu­cum­ber notes and a punch of Char­treuse. I swal­low, and time slows to a crawl. I come to in Mul­berry Bar, lo­cated on a quiet cor­ner just north of down­town Toronto. It’s a cozy, pretty spot that chan­nels the City of Light with its vaulted ar­cade ceil­ing, back­lit by LEDs that can mimic sun­shine or cast a ro­man­tic glow, and a wrought-iron park bench sit­u­ated in­doors, for that strolling-the-Champs-Élysées feel. Framed by lush hang­ing bas­kets of ferns, the small counter is where bar staff mix take-you-there cock­tails like An Um­brella Over Cher­bourg (rhubarb, rose­wa­ter, saf­fron) and Tristes Tropiques (mez­cal, Char­treuse, agave). The of­fer­ings change of­ten, so just fol­low the bar­tender’s rec­om­men­da­tions – and don’t hes­i­tate if she sug­gests the umami-packed caviar chips. Then lounge on that in­door park bench, or out­side on the leafy pa­tio that seems a world away from the busy street­front. Vous ne le re­gret­terez pas.

BE­LOW, FROM LEFT TO RIGHT Colour-co­or­di­nat­ing with a tequila-based, Cam­pari-spiked Ex­tra Loco; a sec­ond round on a Sun­day night; Mul­berry Bar’s pretty-in-pink menu is a head- and page-turner. OP­PO­SITE PAGE With gin, pine and gen­tian liqueurs, ver­mouth and aro­m­a­tized wine, Geena Lee whips up Some­thing Like Par­adise.

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