My sister Nanou told me the other day of this blue collar's restaurant, down in RLB, which «offered» live striptease shows every workdays at noon for the enjoyment of its clients. While the workers and other carpenters and representative enjoy their Blanquette de Veau (veal stew) with the mandatory Quart de rouge (25cl red wine, on the table before your meal, like it or not), they are thus entertained by a show of inconstant quality.
«On christmas eve and new year's, they even have two of them!», squeeled my sickened sister.
Made me think of this «Bar à danseuses» down in Revelstoke, BC. It was the first time I got to see what we call «stripteaseuses» outside Munich, a city where I often go for work and which is well known for its lapdance joints.
Back in Revy, we were shown to the place by Alex, a young quebecois, who was excited to show us in as he heard to his astonishment that «we did not have this kind of place in France». We had a good time at the Traverse, look like it was part of the exotism here, and an obvious stop after the day snowmobiling.
I'm sure my sister would disapprove, and I do not particularly enjoy strip clubs, but I sure was impressed by this girl dancing with lighted candles on her tits. And the beer was good too.
To come back to the title of this post, I was not aware we had such displays of flesh in France, thought it was forbidden or something. And if I should have thought it possible, never would I have gone to Roquefort la Bédoule. Naked truth.
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