It’s just a sports bar, anyway, and things get way more interesting the higher you go. Chimney Thai kitchen and dining area is on the second floor for when you want South East Asian food and pub classics in the same place. Keep an eye out for the antique stained-glass window depicting a cancan girl flashing her frilly bloomers - this is one of those rare character-infused Sydney pubs that hasn’t had a facelift in the last 15 years. The third floor is a nautical-themed bar specialising in bourbon and rum, but the rooftop is where you really want to be. We love how climbing that last steep flight of stairs and emerging into daylight feels like heading above deck on an old boat, but what we really love is that there’s a tiny, secluded kiosk-type bar up here, just floating in a sea of skyscrapers. Now all you need to do is grab a table, sit back and while away the hours. The vibe’s chilled and divey, the beer’s cold and cheap, there are shade sails to protect against the glare and weather, and the punters are young and friendly. Someone wise once said something about giving thanks for simple pleasures – he was probably at Sweeney’s drinking on the roof.
