The owners are obviously exercising a snip of black humour by calling this place a café. As the opening hours on the door demonstrate (open 15:00 until pain), you’ll need serious drinking legs to survive with a sloshed, less self-conscious crowd necking shots until daybreak. Murky and a little bit shabby, this bar features weird artwork, great music covering a wide range of tastes in a short space of time and half-wrecked furniture. Local, a bit rough and with a pleasing selection of craft beers is pretty much all we could discern from our notes after a recent visit. Found just inside a part of the few city wall remains left, it's well-worth a stop on your pub crawl sightseeing tour.