The roomThe bar, five to seven
Tuesday
Forty seats, a copper bar that is polished every afternoon and shows every fingerprint by nine, and a back bar that is mostly Welsh.
Gallery
A look inside.
Six photographs of the room and the people in it, taken on quiet evenings because the busy ones are too dark. The rest is on Instagram, where the Thursday line-up goes up a month ahead.
Six photographs
The room, the ice, the trio, the board.
The room
The Still listThe Arcade Sour, eight years running
Nia
Penderyn, bara brith syrup, blackberry shrub, lemon, egg white. Retired twice, shouted back twice. On every list since 2017.
IceBlock ice, cut every afternoon
Leo
A forty-litre block freezes overnight in the cellar, directionally so it is clear, and is cut by hand into the cubes, spears and spheres for that night.
JazzThursday, second set
Rhodri and Mari
Piano, bass and a tenor sax passing through from Bristol. No cover, no talking over them, a fortnight to get a table.
HireThe back room, set for sixteen
Huw
A long table under copper lamps, a curtain, a hatch to the bar and a bartender of your own. No hire fee against a minimum spend.
SnacksThe board, with a Negroni
Kitchen
Everything on the snack list for two or three people, £28. The croquetas are the thing people come back for; the peppers are the thing they photograph.
The line-up, the new list and the odd drink.
The Thursday line-up goes up a month ahead, the new Still list on the day it changes, and a photograph of whatever Leo has just made when it is worth one. No stories of the bar at eleven on a Saturday; it is too dark and you were there.
Book a table, or take the back room.
Forty seats, so Thursdays to Saturdays need a booking. The back room seats sixteen with no hire fee against a minimum spend; the whole bar is yours on a Monday. Eighteen and over after 5pm.