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23 January 2006
OH MY WORD YOU GUYS My blog was just featured on Gawker!!!!
Like I said, choire's a good guy, and half the time was mocking the living shit out of the same scene he was chronicling. He even used to visit my blog back in the day (thankfully he never Gawkered me). But it just goes too much against the grain of what moves me, so I always left Gawker feeling alienated and vaguely dissed.
Also, at one point I was going to do a parody of it called Gaper, but it never happened.
Those are bleeding hearts. ThePinkSuperhero, your entry is hilarious. How dare they seat people with overstraightened hair and not the fabulousness that is known as you?
Balthazar has served me, for Pete's sake.* How snooty could they be? Of course, one nice thing about this city, if you walk into a fancy bar dressed like me, they'll assume you're an artist or something rather than simply a bum.
*(at the bar at least. I was there for the good free happy hour nibbles and I work a few blocks away)
I find the concept of the reservation confirmation call entirely obnoxious. Then again, I find the practice it's meant to curb (blowing off reservations) obnoxious, too. So it's a draw.
Yea, I understand the need for the reservation call... and it was my fault I didn't call back... but to cancel my reservation, say I could come in, and then not seat me in an empty restaurant WHILE THEY SEATED PEOPLE WITH TRUCKER HATS.... burns me up (It's the trucker hats that really get me).
One of the truly odd and great things about the sleepy suburb I live in is that we have a couple of astoundingly good restaurants. Just absolutely stellar food, on par with many of the fancy schmancy Philly joints. And they just bend over backwards to make sure you enjoy yourself. It makes the establishments with the manufactured snootiness seem like they're trying too hard.
Citron in the Village pulled the "nothing available with a room full of empty tables" with me the first time I tried to come in--but they've since shut down. Spotted Pig told me I couldn't sit at a cocktail sized table, put me at a LEDGE and then I got a fake, "Is everything OK?" from the hyphen. The London gastropub I went to last summer had much less attitude. I also can't stand it when I'm led to the crappy table with a ton of traffic when there are better empty ones. I always make them change it.
Thanks all for being excited for me... I tried to explain it to my Dad and he didn't totally get it. I'm not even gonna bother telling my mother, because she really won't get it.
Twinkie, on the other hand, will be very pleased that she is now a big Gawker staaaaaaar.
That happened to me at a little snooty spanish restaurant in San Fransisco: cancelled our reservation and sat us at the bar, even though there was a two-seater table open the entire time we were there. And, the food was way worse than the Little Spanish Place by my house. Laaame. (Also, I hate how much attitude I get when I eat dinner at like, 5:30. I'm not old, I'm just from the west coast and freaking hungry).
So this is a little late in coming, but friends tonight were talking about Gawker and I mentioned this, and one friend said "which blog because I put it there" because, previously unbeknownst to me (or maybe just ignored by me), he's been the one writing the blog links on Gawker for the past few months. Small (electronic) world.
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