MIke A.
Google
Perched above Bangkok’s skyline, Paradise Lost feels like a Vancouver rooftop gone rogue — all neon, jungle plants, and panoramic city chaos that puts the North Shore lights to shame. The décor lands somewhere between Gastown cocktail lounge and a Yaletown art exhibit, draped in tropical greens and pastel pinks that would make any Kitsilano patio jealous.
The food hits west-coast expectations with Thai flair. Small plates steal the show — tender prawn rolls, lemongrass-kissed oysters, and a pork bun that could rival any food-truck legend on Main Street. Presentation is sharp, portions refined, and flavours balanced — enough spice to remind you you’re not in BC anymore but without torching your taste buds.
Drinks are handcrafted with Vancouver-level mixology precision. The Golden Hour blends citrus, gin, and rosemary like a Stanley Park sunset, while the basil spritz tastes like a tropical cousin to an East Van gin fizz. Prices sit around what you’d pay at The Keefer or Fairmont Pacific Rim.
Service is polished, tunes are chill, and every sightline screams Instagram gold. Paradise Lost isn’t just a bar — it’s Bangkok’s answer to the west-coast rooftop dream: polished, creative, and unapologetically over the top.