Unity Hall Hotel
Editorial
As even the casual Sydney historian will tell you, Balmain ain’t what it used to be. The remains of a once staunchly working class suburb can just be seen in the structure of those tiny, sweetly ramshackle cottages that line its undulating streets. And, if you look closely, this heritage can also be observed at the Unity.
When you’re still digesting breakfast, pop into the public bar and marvel that it’s 1963. Here, a few of the more senior Balmain Boys will be nursing a middy and swearing at the Telegraph.
Later on, however, it’s a different story. The postcode’s latest opener moves from being a haven for retirees to a place that serves the needs of screeching night owls.
Every now and then, though, the din quietens down. Particularly when the resident jazz band strikes up. These Unity Hall players pop up on a Sunday arvo and at other times, blues or sixties pop outfits take to the stage as bibulous Balmain rocks on and drinks up.
Between the stately homes of Birchgrove and the baby boutiques of Darling Street, it’s nice to see that not everything is susceptible to renovation.
SM King, Citysearch
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