Philip Kirsh and Didier Virot probably fancied themselves the Mac to Balthazars PC when they opened up their new place FR.OG just a hop away from the grand ol' dame. Still, they knew that a slick design scheme and cutesy punctuation wouldnt cut it: Had they gone up against the Zar without proper hardware meaning, the restrooms they wouldve been up shits creek. But we can assure you the bathrooms wont be the reason if this place croaks.
Concept: A chic restaurant in Moroccos Palmerie district, with mirrors in the communal washing area infinitely reflecting tourists smashed on lemongrass-infused booze.
Privacy: Plenty of it in the WCs, though the wall of urinals is as crowded as a souk.
Amenities: A dimmer controls the Moroccan lanterns in the WCs; ceiling speakers play French house music (or is this a drawback?).
Drawbacks: The reflective automatic faucets are trs chic, but they shut off the moment your hand moves away.
Strategy: If you want to wash up in private rather than at the communal console, hit up the handicap WC if anyone catches you, make like Larry David and pretend to be a stutterer.