Kysymys kuuluukin: pitääkö Färsaarille ottaa omat juomat mukaan, vai onko siellä pubeja?
Skotit on käyneet tutkimassa. Meininki taitaa olla sellaista, että lahtelaiset viihtyis hienosti:
The Dubliner - Owned by the legendary and irrepressible Lars, this is one of the cheaper places to drink, and it’s succeeded in taking much of Natur’s trade. Expect drunken sing-alongs and dancing on the table to a succession of locals belting out Irish pub standards at the excellent karaoke session on Sunday afternoons/evenings. There’s also a live band on Fridays and Saturdays, but there’s still room to have a more peaceful chat in the back room. Be warned: the toilets can take a bit of battering. This place can be tricky to find - best ask a local or take one of the few cabs in town.
Café Natur - For years, Café Natur was the only place to get a beer in Torshavn (apart from the brewery, or the “key clubs”). It has grown slightly in size over the years, adding a “mezzanine” level, but is still a tiny place considering it has been the focal point of Torshavn night-life for years. Sometimes home to live music, and usually always to a lively atmosphere. The T-shirts are an essential souvenir. Can get very crowded, and the local jakey quotient is usually quite high.
Cleopatra's - Above a decent standard restaurant, but best accessed from the main precinct street, this decent bar (probably my favourite in the town) is well worth a visit. Not much else to say, really!
Club/Disco - There is a leisure complex of sorts, which boasts a couple of discos on the top floor – one is for a younger crowd, the other for the more mature swinger. As I was dry at the time of my visit, and as the pubs were adequate enough, we didn’t venture in (but many who did had a good time).
Key Clubs - These are a strange feature left over from prohibition-era Faroes – these are basically rooms with a bar in that serve alcohol (smuggled in when it was banned), and are where the real Faroese drink. They are unmarked – we spotted one a couple of streets west off the main drag just by glancing a row of optics through an upstairs window, then brass-necked it by walking around the back, smiling at the doorman and ordering a drink. Slightly cheaper than the actual pubs and bars, this is where you will meet the real locals, and a few mad fishermen. The Tartan Army’s great social commentators (Tom & Mo) memorably summed this very place up as “
like something out of Star Wars, with eyes coming out the side of people’s heads” 
. Tricky to find, but worth a visit.
