Whistful drinking
I finally went to Whist at the Viceroy last night after years of saying I should check it out and I'm in love. I accompanied Restaurant editor Jiyeon Yoo, Events editor Alie Ward and Alie's mayonnaise hair to check out the bar's Taste of Tuesday event, which Jiyeon is reviewing on her Restaurant page on September 4. Although I got there after they stopped serving food, I managed to enjoy every leftover bite. Lobster, elk (yes, elk!) and vanilla pudding: all amazing. After my mooching, we hit the bar for pear, raspberry lemondrop, and espresso martinis and plopped down in one of the poolside cabanas. I'm not going to lie: We were pretty drunk. We may have said a few embarrassing things, like when we lied about being sanitation workers. But this is how we really knew we were impaired.
We believed this guy when he said he was the Geico spokesman…
We believed the Espresso martini would wake us up, when in fact it pretty much knocked us out…
We believed it would be OK if I passed out in the cozy cabana. Why splurge on a room when you can pass out in one of these?
August 22, 2007 7:10 PM |
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