Perhaps you've spotted Fushimi's gaping red maw at the intersection of North 11th and Driggs, its stretch of tinted floor-to-ceiling windows and strutting lights. Perhaps you've even caught a glimpse of yourself in the silver sheen of its mirrored doors, eyes widened as you experience a sweeping sensation of bafflement, terror, and awe. Is it da club? And what kind of club?
Our Tip Though the food here isn't half bad, the first thing you'll notice is the decked-out club-style decor. It's a great spot for groups with a sense of humor in the mood for some festivity.