The Spiffy Dapper Welcomes You
What started off as a hole-in-wall in Boat Quay has morphed into a half-decent space with a truck load of booze at Amoy Street. All because we got some of our customers drunk and convinced them to give us money to build this monstrosity of a monument to bad taste.
We like to think we make some half-decent drinks, but that is when we are sober. Your first couple of drinks might be crap but we guarantee that you everything will taste great after the fifth drink.
We are on the Second Floor at 73 Amoy Street. Come up those dingy stairs and there is a chance that we might be open and sober enough to serve.
“I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.” ― Jack London