The Actor's Contract
And to top it off, massive African pots and carvings, like someone raided a wildlife museum with taste, are on display.
One wall is a full-length bar that dares you not to order something stupid. The other is lined with African memorabilia, art, and things you’ll never find in the US — lion skull, buffalo hide, kudu antlers, impala horns, hyena ballsacks — basically everything that could traumatize a vegan in under ten seconds. But tastefully done.
Somehow, despite the chaos, the place feels warm. Safe. Like going on safari with your grandmother. If your grandmother served tequila and had a fondness for endangered species.
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