Uncle Ming's is the coolest place I hate. Or the most awful place I love. I'm not sure which. I love the room -- mismatched antiquey furniture with a random asian flair that can only be described as Moulin Rouge meets Harry Potter meets Kill Bill. The fact that it's up a flight of stairs (after entering through an unmarked door) only makes it more ridiculously fun (but therefor requires you provide people meeting you there with _very_ specific directions)..
All of that said, I hate the crowd. Loud, rude and confrontational (and they all wear jeans!), I'm always dissapointed when the place starts to get busy. My friends and I have had a couple of events there, and we always go right when it opens, and leave around 11 or 12, before it gets really out of hand.
The drinks are large and well-priced, but not always well-mixed.
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