Jazz-Ya: Long Island haven
Due to the weather, this Japanese restaurant and sometimes live jazz venue was hot enough to inspire a sweat, but not to convince management to turn on the air conditioners, meaning Agent Red Wolf and I did our research in stuffy surroundings. The place has above-average drinks, with the Long Island refreshing and the dirty Martini stirred at the table and garnished with a black olive (it wasn’t particularly dirty, but went down fine). I’ll follow up with a few more visits, although that unfortunately means wading again through those Sanlitun lady bar touts (”looka looka!“).
(From Beijing Boyce XVI, first emailed on May 11, 2006)
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