Kokomo

Yesterday Marguerite, Virginie and I attempted to go out to dinner to celebrate Marguerite's birthday. Unfortunately, by ten o'clock, the belly dancer restaurant had closed, and we were compelled to devise a backup plan on the spot. Although Beijing is a city that rarely sleeps, it seems that the French restaurant owners all turn in early, and we were unable to find a restaurant that would remind les filles of Paris.

We found Kokomo instead.

All I have to say is that the Xinjiang kebabs that can be found on every corner in Beijing at any hour are 1/10 the price and have 10 times the flavor of anything we ordered. I would even go as far as to say that those kebabs (lamb, spicy and pepper on a stick) are closer to being Caribbean than anything in Kokomo.

Fortunately we were able to walk down the street and find our friends from Hutong School. It was a disappointing birthday dinner, but a good party.

Kokomo:
Atmosphere: 3
Service: 3
Food: 2
Price: 2
Total: 2.5