This place is like a secret laboratory deep in the heart of the 7th arrondissement. No drinks list. You arrive, sit down at the bar, and the question comes up, „How are you feeling today?” And that’s where the magic starts. The bartender makes you a drink. Not a template, not a dozen – but a unique taste experience, tailored to you.
WarmUp is small, dark and intimate – but it’s still vibrant. You don’t come here to get drunk, you come to discover. And if you’re lucky, you might even stumble across something special: a tasting, a themed evening, or a guest mixologist to take the evening to a new level.
Every night at WarmUp is a little different, because here, drinks aren’t just drinks – they’re conversations. The bar is a kind of trust zone, where the bartender is your friend, your psychologist and your taste alchemist all at once. After a bad day, you get a smoky, bitter cocktail that packs just the punch you need. On a first date, something tearful and citrusy that smiles back at you from the glass.
And while you drink, the music is softly accompanying you – not intruding, but rather underpinning. Electronica, jazz, lo-fi, or sometimes just the sound of conversations going on around you. The small size of the place means that the company quickly blends together. It’s easy to find yourself in the middle of a spontaneous philosophical discussion about the meaning of life – or the redefinition of vermut – by the time you finish your drink.
WarmUp isn’t flashy, it’s not pretentious – but that’s why it lingers. It’s like a well-hidden line of verse in the margin of an old book: once you find it, you always want to go back.