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We don't know what it
is, but this is one of those places where you are convinced that the
bouncer is going to toss you out on your head at any moment for not
being cool enough. All this despite the fact he smiled and said hello
at the door the same way he did to the six-foot Asian women in the
$2,000 skirt (okay, maybe not the exact same way). Entering Orchard
Bar gives you this sense that you have somehow walked into a botanical
dream. Maybe it's the eerie green glow emanating from the unmarked
entrance, or the mostly empty fish tanks built into some of the walls.
Maybe it's the high ceilings, the narrow space, and the trip-hop being
spun by the DJ. Maybe we're just high off of all the TIGI hair-product
fumes. Regardless of the reason, this place packs 'em in, and serves
up the goods. It's actually a much friendlier place than you'd think
it would be, and the drinks are more reasonable than any other place
with such a high wanna-be model quotient. For those of you who enjoy
people watching, this is a great place to plant yourself for a couple
hours, suck down some strong drinks, enjoy the occasional burst of
old-school hip-hop and pretend if just for one night that you are
one of the beautiful people. [MF]
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