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Oooh, I love clowns!
Not really. Unfortunately for 99% of the population, there is nothing
more repulsive than clowns--and the French. Punch combines the two
in a sort of strange jester, French/Asian vibe. Then there's the strange
little restaurant that seems to have enough space for about eight
skinny people. The food is a sort of a French/Asian mix, with Asian
appetizers and French steaks. The whole thing has a very delicate,
fey feeling about it. Then you pay your bill and head upstairs to
the bar. My god, that's where all the black mock turtlenecks and giant
gold crosses went--not to mention the cheap Aramis cologne! Eeek,
slip on shoes. And then there's the whole spinning zeppelin thing
going on. These giant blimps spin like ceiling fan blades, which would
really make you sick if they actually bothered to put any alcohol
in the over-priced drinks. The whole place, restaurant and bar included,
has an air of freakishness about it. Punch is certainly not a joint
I would rush out to again, but for the accident-curiosity effect of
it all. [MF]
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