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Despite being born in
the 70's, we can't imagine that the fifties ever actually looked like
this. We're not talking the Grease 50's, but the era and feel that
The Jetsons mimicked, with the vinyl puffy couches, funky
star wall hangings, and amoeba-shaped tables. Even if there were a
few space-age bachelor pads out there, we doubt that old Ike Eisenhower
would have appreciated the nuances of kitsch lounge. There seems to
be an abundance of these retro-lounge joints in the East Village,
although this one pulls it off better than most, as its faux-velvet-rope
exterior gives way to a pleasant, young group of hipsters and alterna-traders
swilling pricey cocktails and comparing knee-boots in comfy booths
and couches. The bar is surprisingly devoid of attitude, although
it's tough to be snobby when your menu includes deviled eggs and frozen
T.V. dinners. How chic. [MF]
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