Eydie's is a cosy bar on Lygon Street in East Brunswick, named after the American singer Eydie Gormé. The eclectic furnishings, polished stone, candles, old records and bare-brick walls create an intimate, homey feel with an overlay of elegance and a bohemian undertone. All this makes the place suitable for such diverse ends as romance, downtime, drinks with friends, and launch parties for (likely ephemeral) small-time magazines.
Out the front
They specialise in craft beer and cocktails, but will happily serve you wine and base spirits, particularly during their Happy Hour from 9–11pm each night, entitled 'Because Drinking'. At this point you might interject: 'But Eydie's, that's not one hour, it's two!' If so, this is a sure sign you're not following their line of reasoning. If, a little before nine, the thought of impending happiness gets you feeling peckish, the delightful Thaila Thai next door will deliver your food to wherever you're sitting; or you can always pick up a burger from B.EAST just another door down.
The prices at Eydie's are in the low to medium range: dearer than a suburban pub, but nothing that will raise your eyebrows. The beers are excellent, the house wine is quite nice, and the cocktails you'll have to try for yourself as such things are beyond my ken.
The bar has five main areas: seating out the front, the bar and its immediate surroundings, a room slightly deeper in, a lounge-room with a fireplace, and a courtyard out the back. The courtyard is my favourite part: it's got shelter, heaters, and nice lighting – and it's overflowing with gorgeous plants.
The music tends to be very good; it often falls within the jazz and blues spectrums, though regularly makes its way into other genres. It is kept to a comfortable volume, and the phonograph records, while not so rare a find in Melbourne bars, are a welcome touch all the same.
Eydie's is open late all week, and on Sunday to Thursday it's sometimes quiet enough to slip in for a solitary drink while you do some work or read a book. At the time of writing, you'll find there's only one person running the place on week nights, and he'll usually be one of two very friendly people. The older of the two is the owner; he's affable and unassuming, and will remember your name after a chat. The younger of them has a beard, a big smile, and the apparent distinction of being the place's sole regular employee; whenever I see him there, he seems almost unnaturally happy to be at work.
From the lounge-room
Cruise by the place next time you feel like a quiet one after work, a lazy Sunday afternoon, a chat with old friends, a rendezvous with a new one, or just someplace nice to curl up with a drink at eleven o'clock on a Tuesday night.