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Ah, midtown, home of
the suit and the overpriced, stuffy bar. Then you hear the name of
a place like Faces & Names. It sounds like a transvestite cabaret
club in the West Village. We can't help but wonder what some people
are thinking when they name their bars. Despite the horrible name,
F&N isn't a bad place for being in the middle of suit hell. Reading
their Web site, they really do puff themselves up quite a bit, referring
to their clientele as "Mostly execs from nearby firms - some of the
top companies in entertainment, finance, tourism, broadcasting, publishing,
advertising, and other businesses." Whatever, it looks more to us
like a bunch of plebes who just wanted to meet some friends for a
beer or two after work. Maybe Skippy in the corner was an executive
asswiper, but he was certainly not what their site refers to as a
"Person in the know." Regardless of who/what they think they have
here, the place is pretty relaxed, semi-crowded, and actually a decent
time. If you scare easy, stay away, as the giant painting of Christopher
Walken on the wall is enough to give even the most stalwart drinker
a case of the cold shakes. [MF]
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