Stepping through the dark oak front door of
The Talleyrand for the first time, I almost mistook it for an antiques village, or the main room of a manor house where balls were once held.
Its candlelit interior is covered in archaic paintings of lords, accompanied by crucifixes and vintage lamps, making you want to sip sherry out of crystal flutes and skin a few pigs out back come dark.
Slap bang in the middle of Stockport Road, the bar and event space is one part of the ever-expanding creative hub of Levenshulme.
To say it’s being gentrified like other suburbs of the city is wrong, as Levenshulme clings onto its character without shying away and disconnecting from its past. It truly celebrates it, and so does
The Talleyrand. You only need to dig a little deeper into the name to find out how.