The long-running Lucky Cheng’s has found that it’s getting harder and harder to get the tourists to come to its East Village locale, so, as you may have heard, it’s moving on up.
Just like Lips did; three years ago, that drag boite went from the West Village to the East 50s, where it’s apparently easier to nab the bachelorettes.
Tourists just don’t have any imagination anymore.
They go to the 40s and 50s and they just stay there.
At the new Exchange Alley restaurant the other night, Lucky Cheng’s owner Hayne Suthon confirmed to me that she’s moving the place (to the old Touch disco space on West 52nd Street) “in six weeks.”
“That’s six weeks in Hayne time,” a club regular cracked to me the next night, implying it might take longer.
“I don’t speak to her anymore,” added the clubbie, “but I wish her well with this.”
So do I.
That district needs the drag queens to come back–and not just as hookers, but as entertainers too.
And by the way, I hope they’ll still be able to have whacked out events like my birthday bash at the old Lucky’s way back when:
One where a drag queen barked orders at the crowd, everyone fought over the chocolate high heels on the table, an Oscar nominated actress complained about her seat, and someone admired Ivana Trump‘s necklace, so she gave it to her!
It was all a little bit annoying, but a lot of fun.