When I first opened my bar in China the name “DMZ Bar” seemed so genuinely perfect that I stupidly didn’t bother to check if there were any other DMZ Bars in the world. I later found out there were two others. One was in Fields Avenue, Angeles, and was less a bar and more a knocking shop (I have been there; I know), and the other was in Hue, Vietnam, home of the DMZ that stopped being a DMZ when the North won the Vietnam War. Of course, the North also claim they won the Korean War, although seeing as there is a still a DMZ and a South Korea one might refer to it as a draw. I digress.