Looming above Section 8 is Ferdydurke, a bar by the same crew. To find it, enter an unassuming Tattersalls Lane side door, scale two flights of steps and bravely stare down the many faces painted on the walls. After all that you'll need a drink ... and Ferdydurke will deliver.
The pink-inked drinks menu reads like an encyclopaedia of classic cocktails. Written in alphabetical order, the range of beverages can be a bit daunting but the knowledgeable staff is more than willing to suggest a cocktail to suit.
The food menu isn't as simple as you might think. Beyond the well-known hot dogs, there are honey-roasted brussel sprouts; potatoes loaded with chilli beef, jalapeños and fried onion; and a big charcuterie board to share.
The bar itself is perched at the very top of its building, feeling a bit New York loft with the exposed, re-used scaffolding and floating glass windows. And, in case you were wondering, it's named after a 1937 surrealist novel by the Polish writer Witold Gombrowicz.