We’ve long been a fan of things that melt: hearts, ice-cream, city streets in blazing sun. So it goes without saying we like Melt, that cute-as-vintage-button-I-found-once-in Melbourne late night club/cocktail bar tucked away on Kellet St in the Cross. In the part of Sincity defined by drunk British b-packers and suburban kids binge drinking in heels, Melt has always offered sweet relief for the discerning night cat (art on walls, friendly crowd, distinct absence of drunk British b-packers). So we’re oh-so-happy Melt is now open till 5am on the weekends. That’s right 5am!! Screw you, overpriced nachos at Deans! The new Barons is here! Suck on that!!!!