by Faustino Salloum on The first thing that popped into my head when I walked into this place was "This reminds me of Mood." Little did I know, at the time, that it is owned by the same guy who owns Mood. The second thing that popped into my head was, of course, "I need a drink." Oddly, my mind must have been stuttering that night because this thought kept popping into my head over and over and over again. Funny how that goes, huh? I don't really remember much else, except for the fact that I had a very good time, and a raging hangover the next morning. Aside from that, I never did figure out what was so opera-ish about the the club, other than the fact that the place was practically littered with divas. Fortunately, none of them were fat or tried to sing (unless you call mouthing to the music singing). But I'm sure that once that does happen, this place will be over.
