"Lips, on Bank St., is a drag queen palace. Listen, they know how to dress. My waitress, you should excuse the expression, was 6'4". A 46-double-D. The waist is 44 inches. The weight, 350. The introduction? "Hi, my name is All Beef Patty." She/he waited for the laugh, then, "I'm actually on Weight Watchers. Soon I'll be Patty Melt." Sultana, the Queen of the Middle East Village, was wearing a spaghetti-strap, beaded, low-cut sheath. I was in tailored plain black pants. There was something wrong with this picture. All Beef Patty handed me a menu. It was nice. Roasted beet salad, crab cakes, grilled chicken, shrimp, salmon. Lips was jammed. Open 10 years with branches in San Diego & Fort Lauderdale, it's the Starbucks of drag queens. People read about the place in tourist brochures because it's obviously a staple of NY." - excerpts from Cindy Adams' 1/17/07 NY Post article

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