The kind of pub you feel like you should have a strong connection to. It's across from Flinders St Station, it's the home of Jules Joseph Lefebvre's Chloé - originally hung in the NGV, the old timers got all het up about her nudity, so it moved to Y&J's.
The unfortunate reality is that there's more money in appealing to the base - itinerants who walk in and think "what the fuck am I doing here". Not an enjoyable pub to drink in. We do give it kudos for hanging an original French nude, although it then looses them again when we take into account the Guerrilla Girls question "Do women have to be naked to get into.."
It's shit, don't drink there. Go to the The Charles Dickens Tavern instead.