August 2007

August 21, 2007

Blow the Moon Out, Please

Evidently someone's been listening to Hem: word today that Red Moon, one of downtown's first envelope-pushing scenes (what with the funky décor, chef's table room plastered with Asian porn, market-style table service and a whole fish dish they seemed very proud of, since it was prominently photographed), has closed. Even the web site's disappeared quickly.