No Name Bar: Burning memories
NO NAME BAR / The new location is five minutes by foot from the original in Houhai and features a cornucopia of colors, styles and seating. Stone floors, cacti, bamboo, mirrors adorned with glass pebbles, a fireplace set in a stone wall, a skylight, plenty of benches and sofas… it’s all there. The laid-back atmosphere has carried over from the previous haunt, though the latter offered better people-watching. (Note: I had the spiciest dish of my China life here and that’s saying something since I’m a big Szechuan food fan. The culprit was a mushroom dish laced with peppers so hot that I would have gladly shaved the top layer of skin off my tongue. Ten minutes of sheer agony that no amount of liquid could wash away, that no amount of dabbing with napkins could ease.)
(From Beijing Boyce XXI, first emailed on July 27, 2006)
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