the croft institute - croft lane melbourne 3000

everyone who works here should be called igor. i'm sure the designers were going for a med school frat party sort of atmosphere but all the beakers, medical equipment and glassware makes you feel like you've stumbled on to some b-grade movie set: frankenstein's other monster: the return: with a vengeance. everyone's just a little spooked out but trying not to show that they're not sure if some stitched together freak isn't going to walk out of a cupboard any minute.

once you get over that, and believe me, it doesn't take too long, they serve unremarkable drinks, the music is forgettable and the crowd dull. the only reason you'd go back would be to show someone else the novelty parlour tricks of the decor. if you could find it again.