Welcome to Filthy F***y's. Following the superlative success of last winter’s twenties gin joint, we see The Crown and Shuttle’s clandestine cocktail bar reborn into a 1990’s Shoreditch, a world where vapes were rollies and The Crown and Shuttle was a strip joint. Airs and graces have been set aside as F***y, the filthiest landlady in all the East End sets out to run a proper nineties boozer, her
way. With tongue firmly in cheek, Filthy F***y’s offers everything you could wish for in a bygone Shoreditch boozer, just, you know … better. From “Expresso Martinis” and “Muh-jeetos”, to eerily familiar blue alcopops, the has-beens of the cocktail world are given a new lease of life, using slightly more up-to-date, and endlessly more fabulous ingredients. House-made Bombay mix is washed down by pornstar martinis on ladies night, quizzes question your 90’s pop culture prowess, and it all goes to hell in a hand-cart with kitsch classic Karaoke. With F***y running the show you can guarantee there will be enough high camp drama to keep even RuPaul entertained. A mecca for wannabes, ladettes and l***r louts, Filthy F***y’s will create a hyper-real vision of the nineties for those who wish they remembered the days, and those who wish they could forget them.
