Time Out says
The iconic Cross venue powers on
The Kings Cross Hotel is a pub at heart, but it’s a one that spans a six-storey building, from the rooftop down to a subterranean dive bar, in the very heart of Sydney’s red-light-and-dancefloor district. In keeping with the hard-won reputation of the area, you cannot get a middy of beer here. They probably (and rightly) assume no one is popping in for a cheeky after-work bevvy before hopping in the car. If you’re drinking at the Kings Cross Hotel then you’re committed to a big night and they expect you to use the big glasses. We’ll always try and score a table out on the first floor balcony, lit by the red neon glow of the big Coca-Cola sign. This is the spot if you want food too. They do ribs specials on Tuesdays, pulled-pork lettuce cups that serve two on Fridays and the saltiest cod fish fingers we’ve ever encountered. But who is here to eat? Beers, pool and party are the name of the game. There’s Fat Yak, James Squire pale, Coopers, VB, Bulmers and Little Creatures on tap and though it may not be the cleanest brew you’ve ever downed, the results are the same. They’re pumping Crowded House, Paul Simon and the Chili Peppers early on and heavier bangers as the night progresses, and the security get stricter the later the hour, so be on your best behaviour.