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COSY CLUB
At street level the Cosy Club is simply a pair of push-button doors opening onto an
unexpectedly decorative hallway. Emma Caulton wanted to discover what lay beyond
ut what IS it?” the other half cries delightedly as
we settle down in the Cosy Club, a new and well
received addition to Bournemouth’s informal
dining scene. “Is it a bar or a club or a restaurant?” “Or,
indeed, a cafe or tea room?” I add unhelpfully (eyeing up a
tempting coffee and cake menu). But does it matter that the
Cosy Club defies standard classification?
It is the latest in a group of idiosyncratic and individual
eateries that originated in Bristol – the owners positioning
them in carefully selected towns and even more carefully
selected buildings, including old banks and art colleges.
This one opened about three weeks before
Christmas, fashioned across three floors in
an Art Deco building that survived
Bournemouth being bombed back when.
Decor is burlesque meets bourgeois.
Best china cups and saucers (as tealight
holders), tear drop chandeliers, colourful
painted and stencilled tables, heavy velvet
drapes, grouped fringed lampshades, stag
heads, floral papered walls crammed with
gilt-framed oils of traditional portraits and
landscapes.
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table. However, General Manager David King assures
me everyone is perfectly happy to wait, settling into the
bar with a drink (or two) to while away the time drinking
cocktails, mocktails, craft beer, cid