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Sun, January 29
The Dirty South in New York
Bachelorette party weekend for Em! On Thursday night when she just arrived from Texas, I had Michele and Em over my house for wine and sushi. It felt just like the old days. It was so odd too, because I remember when Em and I were the single ones always on the prowl. Now she's getting married! And building a house!
At the last minute I put together our Saturday night BIG NIGHT OUT plans. About ten of us had dinner at Otto around seven. Em's sister made her wear a bridal veil, a shot glass tied on a string that said "Last Fling" and a flashing button. We were forced to put mini penises on our drinking straws--unfortunately, it was kind of early so the family dinner crowd was there. Oops! Otto has the best sunchoke and escarole salad..(I am now obsessed with sunchokes. J showed me were to buy them at the Green Market.) We were given free after dinner drinks in exchange for vacating our table. Can't say no to free drinks!
J called and told me to put the first round of drinks at our next spot on him. We hightailed it to the Soho Grand. The gorgeous hostess looked us up and down--I could tell she thought we were tourists. She was almost right--only three out of ten of us were New Yorkers. It didn't help that half the group was blond and that Em was wearing her veil. But who the hell cared? At least we were having fun and not being stuck up like the rest of the Eurotrash slash underage crowd dressed in suits and dresses. "Do you want a table?" the hostess asked us. "Sure!" we told her. "Oh, are you sure you'd want table service? You'd have to order at the table." "Uh, yeah, that's fine," we said. "Actually, the wait for a table is pretty long." We rolled our eyes and went to the bar. Good thing--turned out table service required us spending up to $300 for alcohol. On our way to the bar, a group of young guys "getting table service" hollered and whooped at Em's gorgeous older sister. She turned around, and in a perfectly friendly tone with southern accent, said, "Y'all don't get out much do ya?" Right on.
At the bar there was a married couple-- swingers we presumed. They pointed at each girl in our group and asked Em if this one was single or that one was single. If the answer was that the girl was NOT single, the husband said that said girl either looked "really unhappy", "uptight" or "bored" in her relationship. Hm. I didn't remember us asking his opinion.
When we'd had enough of the Soho Grand, Em, Michele, Lucy and I met Thomas and Chien at Pacha where thank goodness we were on a list. We danced on the speakers and I pretended to not be afraid of heights while wearing high heels. At first the music was just OK, but when the live drums started, the DJ started sounding really good. But honestly, after a couple of hours of dancing and being tired of drinking, the club thing gets a little old. Us gals walked upstairs to see the famed live girls dancing in showers, and find a place to rest our weary dancing feet. We crashed a 21 year old's birthday party. I love how when a young guy introduces himself to a group of girls he thinks he's the most outgoing and confident guy in the world. Like, "Hi, I'm Ben. And you are?" he'll say, with a low voice and firm handshake. And once the introductions are over, he expects us to be fawning over him like some kind of dumb rap video with satin sheets and Crystaaaahl. Instead, we'll look at him blankly like, "And?" It is nice to not care anymore and not have to try to be engaging in these false atmospheres with people I have no intention of getting to know. I'd rather just be hangin' with my friends.
After Pacha I met J at O'Neil's in Chinatown and convinced him not to go to Cain. I'd been out since 5:45pm!
So, the best brunch ever is hands down The Tribeca Grand hotel. It was just Michele and Em and I. We sat in nice comfy chairs in what felt like our own private living room space. The music was perfectly subdued and even though there were lots of kids running around, they were cute kids dressed in expensive clothes. ;) I usually don't like buffets but this buffet is an exception: Really fresh sushi, huge shrimp cocktails, mozzarella and tomato salad, fine cheeses, chocolate covered strawberries, bagels and breads and a lox array (including gravlax!), made to order eggs, bacon, and mac n' cheese!
I'm not happy with my Razr experience thus far. It just shut down for no reason the first week after I bought it. I got a new battery, but two weeks after that when I tried to charge it it said "unable to charge." This stumped even the T mobile customer service people. They sent me a new phone, supposedly express mail, and it arrived a whole week later. I finally thought my phone problems were over. Lo and behold when I tried to charge it it said "unable to charge" once more. Thank goodness someone at the T mobile store was nice enough to give me a new charger for free. Now my phone works. Yay.
Posted by lexzog at January 29, 2006 08:33 PM
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