Chapter 01
Up to the fourth floor
Dear Bar sits on the fourth floor of 107F Truong Dinh — no signboard theatrics, just a climb, a post-box at the door, and a room that opens like a letter.
Story
A bar that writes back
Dear Bar began with a simple conceit: a bar run like a letter — you write your mood, and the evening writes back.
Chapter 02
Order by mood
The house rule is correspondence: you describe a mood, the bartender composes the cocktail. Bespoke by design — the menu is whatever the two of you write together.
Chapter 03
Fridays sing, Sundays divine
The week writes itself in shifts: live acoustic on Friday and Saturday nights, tarot readings on Sundays — and candlelit quiet in between.