6, J, N, Q, R, Z to Canal St.; A, C, E at Canal St.; 1 at Franklin St.
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Taking its stylistic cues from the brothels and opium dens of old 1930s Macao, this restaurant basement lounge is dim and raucous. Visual zingers abound: a glass case displays opium pipes, Tibetan penis fertility symbols, vintage black-and-white photos of naked call-girls, and pin-up posters. Ornate, bamboo-carved candelabras dot the red walls, and red lanterns cling to the pressed tin ceiling. All this and a DJ booth! But MTC has more to offer than just ambience. Taking advantage of Macao’s unique blend of Chinese and Portuguese culture, the upstairs kitchen dishes out a nice blend of signature Eurasian fusion dishes: chicken and pork belly dumplings, dry fried pork ribs, and Chaozhou-style steamed dayboat cod. The scant floor-space is always packed, with barely enough elbow room for a waiter to navigate towards the waiting tables and banquettes. But somehow, the food arrives on time and the drinks never spill. Dare we say, actually worth the door hassle.
Picnics with a view, roller-skating nostalgia, and a party for gay headbangers.