If you could bottle it…you would make millions
Happy Father’s Day
Happy Father’s Day
She was carrying the Prada bag, a Hermes scarf tied around the handle. Her earrings were diamonds from Tiffany. Her necklaces were Elis Perretti. The diamond watch was a slim Rolex. Her oversized, red, pen was Mont Blanc. Her hot pink, Faconnbale blazer matched her Armani capris. Her shoes were Fendi. She had just left Marco, the genius, at the Blow Bar minutes before. Per usual, she wanted to be seen and noticed.
Will Ferrell had just completed shooting a movie in her fair city that week. The crew had taken over an entire floor of the restaurant for a wrap-up celebration. The restaurant lobby was jammed with the Press, all rabid to score an interview with Ferrell. As she arrived, she was shuffled off to the smaller dining room to meet her friends. Their table, less than desirable, was in a dark corner. Not happy only begins to describe the ire of our Princess. The waiter recognized these fequent-flyer-ladies -who -lunch, and quickly took their order for “martinis, up, dry, two olives.”
Several martinis later, the ladies decided to crash the Ferrell party – in a stealth manner. They barely made it towards the elevator, before security guards stopped them and guided them back to their dark corner.
A flood of “Do you know who I am?” did not stop the Men in Black/with holsters, from asking the ladies not to bother them again.
The women all decided they hated “Elf.”
All you friends say you have to meet a guy for “Fancy Drinks” on a first date.
Wimpy Coffee Dates are for Baby Boomers. Baaa
The Hip, Cool, Smart, Kids meet for Designer Cocktails involving crushed lavender, bitters, and a potpourri of now hip -soon to be “dated” trendy liquids.
Wanna throw back a hot drink called Nitro Gimlet? Your grandparents sipped Gimlets – They’re baaaack! A new liquor emporium lists extensive selection of Boilermakers ( yawn)
chamomile bourbon, chili arbol, banana liqueur, and oloroso sherry. Yum-banana liqueur – better on pancakes!
Wanna be French Quarter-ish: Try a San Francisco Hurricane with Two kinds of light/ dark rum, Galliano, citrus, passion fruit, bitters. I thought Galliano died with Mateus and Annie GreenSprings Wine.
Hey, Apple Boy of my eye – Why not try All About Eve Concotion of walnut-washed bourbon, Foro amaro, cocchi di Torino, and bitters. Buckle Up,Binkie, it is going to be a bumpy ride when you have zero idea what those ingredients are. Whats with all the Bitters?
Worst named Cocktail du Jour: Swizzle My Nizzle As expected? Fresh passionfruit, with a dollop of blanco tequila, modicum of vanilla, a squeeze of lime, and a blast of firewater bitters. Yum? Dum?
Alfred Hitchcock (Hitch) had a lonely and sheltered childhood that was worsened by his obesity…Later on, he was asked to leave leave the military due to his size, height and an unnamed medical condition.
The Woe is Me Boy muddled about for a minute …
Until he tried his hand at creative writing – he became a prolific writer – and thereafter got involved inthe production arm of Paramount Pictures at Islington Studios. Ta Da!
Hitchcock directed more than fifty feature films in a career spanning six decades and is often regarded as the greatest British filmmaker.
He is famed for saying: “Luck is everything… My good luck in life was to be a really frightened person. I’m fortunate to be a coward, to have a low threshold of fear, because a hero couldn’t make a good suspense film.”
Sir Alfred Hitchcock is seen here with famed San Francisco columnist, Herb Caen, prior to the release of the movie “The Birds.” Caen was famous for calling pigeons “rats with wings.”
The two posed for this picture on a bench in Union Square.
Leaving on a Jet plane? Think Twice: Long Distance Dates
Katie was smitten. She met Romantic Robert on a popular dating site. His photos, funny observations and pictures of his new Porsche overshadowed the fact that he lived two time zones away. She said she loved his writing and all his pictures. She shared many of his passions (cars, Mad Max and 600 count sheets) Truth be told: she was hot to trot. Katie had been in and out of too many sour relationships and was ready for fun, romance, and passion.
After a handful of emails, they spoke on the phone. He was a big flirt, and he said, “Come to Atlanta, Sugar – I’ll show you the town.” (Notice: he didn’t say, “Let me buy you an airline ticket and I will graciously pay for your hotel room.”) Her friends told her to slow down, to ask more questions, to Google the guy, get to know him – more than via text messages, emails and a few phone calls.
She wanted to go the distance
She had tons of frequent flyer miles, her cousin lived outside of Atlanta, and she was confident that Robert was all that he claimed to be: single, a long distance runner, a gourmet, a CPA, and a Tulane graduate.
Take a page from this book
Katie’s expensive lesson is a lesson for one and all. She threw caution to the wind and flew to Atlanta against all advice from friends and colleagues. He met her at the airport with flowers, which didn’t disguise the fact that he was much heavier than his photos; he drove a Ford truck (the Porsche was in the shop) and took her to TGIF’s for dinner.
He drank two Long Island Teas while she sipped a Diet Coke. Initially, Robert was a charming Southern gentleman, by the second drink he was a boor. His active flirting with the waitress was the crowning blow. She excused herself, and on the way to the ladies room, asked hostess to call a cab to take her to her hotel.
She graciously informed him that she was going to her hotel and she would call in the morning. He protested. He suggested she stay at his house. He wanted know the name of her hotel. She kissed him on the cheek and left. The long, expensive cab ride to her hotel gave her plenty of time to dissect her experience with Robert.
Her friends had been right. She had moved too quickly and made an expensive mistake. She called her cousin and arranged to see her the following day. She would send a polite “Dear John” email to him and end that chapter.
Top 5 Tips for Long Distance Dating
Long distance dates are rife with challenges. Be safe, be smart and plan ahead.
Can you Afford this Date?
You do the math. Figure it out: roundtrip plane ticket, taxi to and from hotel, meals, and hotel charges. Then tabulate how much time are you willing to spend on a long distance romance? Katie used to say “All the good men in San Francisco are taken.”
She changed her mind before she landed at SFO.
Lesson learned. Look ( Google the Guy/Gal) before you even begin to Leap.