Among the big winners in the new Egypt is the Muslim Brotherhood, which wants to implement Islamic law. Among the groups that should be shaking or quaking are fans of Cairo’s greatest un-Islamic pleasures: belly dancing and booze. At Palmyra (near 26 July St.), belly dancers artfully gyrate while bold patronshemorrhage cash and cop the occasional feel.“The seediness of it all is one of the things I love about it,” says Michael Mitchell, creative director for byGanz Events. “The architecture is fifties style, so it has an aged fadedness.” For now, at least, Ahwa Hurriya (Falaki Sq.) is where to drink Stella and Sakkara and play backgammon. “Hurriya has the feeling of a classic Cairo coffee shop—because it doesn’t look like a speakeasy, it doesn’t feel like you’re doing something illicit,” says journalist Paul Schemm. The newest see-and-be-seen addition is Tamarai (2005C Cornish El Nil), which maintains a guest list and tight door policy. “I would compare it to the Soho House—a place for the upper class to party,” Mitchell says. “Though it’s not a place to go get drunk and sloppy, because you’re instantly judged. Everyone knows everyone.”