If you're Italian, head to Felicita where the management, DJ, and almost everyone with a drink in their hand is as well. This Ruska courtyard venture comes off as modern compared to its neighbours with red lighting, orange and burgundy waves cresting on the walls, a long metal bar, low plush red seats and one small TV tuned to that despicable fashion channel. Music comes courtesy of radio pop and dance hits and it all adds up to nothing particularly compelling, nonetheless nightly promotions and theme parties keep it peopled.
