Ben Barna
February 02, 2009
Everyone's got an office. For Mario Batali, it's the kitchen; for LeBron James, the court. And for BlackBook staffers, it's an actual office. But for the girls who work at Rick's Cabaret and Steakhouse, the office is something entirely different. It's the stage-to-ceiling brass pole, or the giddy lap of an Asian salaryman. But when daily tasks include gyrating your hips to a T-Pain banger or sipping bubbly with VIPs in the champagne room, what space does that leave for a regular nightlife? Last week, after a long day at our office (be sure to check out the raw source material), we decided to visit theirs to fulfill our journalistic duty by asking them the essential question: Where do you like to go out in New York?


Landlocked Prague -- unlike, say, Venice -- has never experienced an influx of Far East cultural influence. So that the world's first Buddha-Bar Hotel is debuting in this most medieval of cities seems a curious incongruity (a second will open soon in Dubai, a more obvious marriage of flash and cash). But the Buddha Bar aesthetic has always been nothing if not shamelessly baroque, so perhaps it will actually fit quite comfortably within the Czech capital’s ornate cityscape.