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Finally! A place you can wear jeans and sip bubbly without having to ward off Vinnie Barbarino trying to buy you a Singapore Sling. It’s golden. And creamy. Much like those skin-tight white lamé pants you wore last night. With a sunken bar, white barrel armchairs and funk and house set to an unclubby volume, it is utterly devoid of pretension. Fruity cocktails served in sleek medical vials and old jars are just what the doctor ordered.
Where else can you order an Octopussy? Raspberry vodka with fresh raspberries and sugar cane, shaken not stirred, duh. This restaurant lounge, with a crimson crushed velvet sofa, cushy booths,... read more
Frenchy, Frenchy, in a mostly good way. Nonchalant girls in chinos, and ballerina flats slip out onto the back terrace to smoke cigarettes and sip absinthe. Mildly macho boys of... read more
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Chuck Hughes does it again. Smaller, darker and even harder to find...