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It's always nice to
be pleasantly surprised. We're not usually big on the SOHO lounge
scene. Maybe it's because we still think short-sleeve polyester shirts
are cool. Maybe it's the horrible attitude we expect from everyone
involved--from the staff, to the patrons, to the squirrelly guy in
the bathroom who's trying to sneak a peek through his $1,200 glasses
over the urinal divider. Giant bouncers and fashionistas aside, who
wants to feel like a schlub just because your not wearing something
that was personally handled by a tailor in Milan? The animal print
sofas and pillow dividers didn't give us a good first impression (horrified
us, really) but our incredibly tall, thin server was very nice, friendly
and quick, despite our rather drab wardrobe. It's nice to see in this
day and age a person that understands being nice to people actually
garners you a larger tip. Being a snob does nothing other than to
discourage this practice. Not only was the service good, and the surroundings
pretty cool, the drinks were strong and not as expensive as you'd
imagine at a joint like this. To add to our enjoyment, we got to witness
several vapid women blow off our single male friends and several others
talk about stuff that's never been discussed outside the pages of
In Style or The National Bubblehead Gazette. Overall, we'd recommend
this joint to the SOHO hipster newbie who is usually allergic to velvet
ropes, but isn't afraid to mix with a slightly more upscale crowd
than your average foosball parlor. [MF]
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