Celest: I’ll admit I was confused about where the event was even supposed to be. “Surprise location” and all… Kimberly: Why? Did you think it was at the Gramercy Park Hotel? I heard some people made that mistake. Celest: Yeah, at first. But Remy was my date for the evening and she knew better than [...]
Archive for November, 2007
November 30th, 2007
Supper Club Holiday Party Hollaback
November 27th, 2007
The King of Greenwich Village
Monday night dates are an interesting breed.Definitely not the thrilling occasion that is a weekend rendezvous, hardly as promising as those that get penciled in ‘round the midweek hump, Monday dates are sometimes, frankly, difficult to motivate for. So when an uncannily handsome man asked me out on a Monday, I had one small caveat: we [...]
November 23rd, 2007
Postcards From a Day of Giving Thanks
Sara (from Chicago) : Thanksgiving a la Barron: Two notable traditions were carried on this year: 1) The Barron Family Walk. My mother forces my brother, father and me on a two-hour-long walk around our neighborhood prior to our Thanksgiving dinner. “Why?” you may ask? Is it scenic? Not especially. Do we pay a visit to old [...]
November 22nd, 2007
Pumpkin Risotto
It’s turkey time!, which means two things for pumpkins nation-wide: (a) they are on sale, and (b) most of those bought for Thanksgiving will come in a can. Never one to turn down a slice of my Mamma’s pumpkin pie, I hold no grudges against a classic made with One-Pie Pumpkin, but this year I’m bringing an [...]
November 22nd, 2007
Lumberjacks and Jack o’Lanterns
Though, technically, autumn began a few weeks ago, there have been few nights in the past couple of months with real fall crispness. Remember how warm it still was on Halloween? And I don’t just look forward to autumn—I crave it. The burning colors, brisk air that yields pink cheeks, leaves crunching under a new [...]
November 19th, 2007
Midnight Eggs
Amuse Bouche def: a-’myuz bush [Fr. amuse the mouth] 1: a small bite before the meal begins. 2: greeting of the Chef de cuisine.
November 4th, 2007
Butter Me Up
Celest dragged me to a three-plus hours-long avant garde production of Hamlet last night. I’ll kill her later. Here’s the thing: I actually love Hamlet; it is, in fact, my favorite of all Shakespearean dramas and my expectations were high since it was the famous Wooster Group performing at The Public. But. I. Thought. It. Was. Torture. If the theatre [...]
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