Four months after they had us chomping at the bit, All Star Lanes - those purveyors of bourbon-powered pin-obliteration (or pin-powered bourbon-obliteration, depending on the hour) - have finally deigned to launch their bowling rocket out East.

And with Green and Red sneakily cracking open their revamped basement bar last week, and Jonathan "Milk, Match, and East Room" Downey sitting on his (still as-yet-unopened, smaller-than-small, potentially members-style) bar space somewhere on Brick Lane, you can't help but wonder if there's anything the area doesn't have any more.

I mean, this is Brick Lane we're talking about, no? That legendary stretch that a thousand drunken art/fashion students, edgy post-punk bands, and hammered meedja types call home? And now it's sweaty gig meets sterling margaritas; 3am beigels colliding with potential members' bars; spicy dhal crossing swords with luxury bowling lanes.