Good. I mean, what is one more in this book? Ok, picture the scene - you are sitting at home thinking "Let's go out and see some beautiful women". Stop. You now know exactly what to do. Go to Eat the Rich.
The nights I have been here, I have hardly had any conversation with my friends because my eyes were all over the place. If I had to rate women in this place out of 5, I would give it a 6 as it is like the Elite model agency opening party. Maybe this review is too sexist - but then again maybe not, because it is precisely because this bar is full of fantastic women that it is also full of startlingly good looking (and probably rich, charming, daring, witty etc. etc.) men, so there is something for everybody.
The lighting causes the bar to swirl with different colours, there is a housey DJ, the cocktails are huge, and the only downside is that the service is a bit too slow to be adequate - but be honest, who cares about all that when you can watch this kind of scenery? There is a room at the back where I could totally see myself organising my birthday party next year. When arriving, look assured, like you have been here a thousand times and you won't have a problem. Don't come too late though, you won't get in when it starts to get busy and they need to weed. Where does the name come from? The Aerosmith song, the book or the movie? Who cares? The thought didn't even cross what was left of my mind, I was too busy popping my eyes out of my head.
