Just when it seemed Hell’s Kitchen couldn’t get any gayer, they added another Thai noodle restaurant.
And two more bars.
And for this week’s column, I’ve gone to each and every one of them to lay out where the action is, from cute twinks bravely not dancing as they drink, to cowboy-hatted country wannabes doing a hoe-down on the bar.
I also tell you what the HK gays look for on Grindr, and whether their constant climbing to their walkup love nests is what’s made them so daft.
Yes, I’ve done that much research.
Read it, learn it, and then go to Hell!