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He was staring off into space and looking around.
“It’s either true or it’s not true, or it’s true with mitigating circumstances,” I said. “Talk to me. Tell me what’s going on.”
“It’s true,” he admitted. “It’s not my work.”
He went on to tell me that he hadn’t turned in any of his own work since the begi
“Well, I’m going to give you plenty of time,” I told him. “Effective immediately, you are dismissed from this school for academic dishonesty.”
This fellow has since had great success, and I’m happy for him. He is incredibly talented. And yet, I’ve always felt a twinge of a
One celebrity dress of his attracted an especially great deal of attention. The day after photos of the dress appeared in the papers, a colleague of mine called me to say she wished the celebrity had worn a dress by a different designer.
Recalling the copycat history, I lowered my voice and replied, “How do you know she didn’t?”
Be a Good Guest or Stay Home
(I Won’t Judge You—I Hate Parties)
THESE DAYS, I DON’T have much free time, and when I do, I want to close the door and sit in the dark. If I have a friend over, I usually just brew a pot of coffee, and if I’m feeling very festive, then we’ll have sherry and I’ll throw some Toll House cookies on a baking sheet.
Don’t make fun, foodies! Breaking those things apart requires strength. The last time I made them I had a horrible time separating the dough, so even though I didn’t whip anything up from Gourmet,I had a feeling of real accomplishment when they came out of the oven. My guest and I both enjoyed them tremendously.
But I definitely have made the party rounds, and I’ll tell you about a few illustrative occasions.
One evening I went to a very memorable di
When I arrived, they were serving cocktails, and I was having a nice time. But the cocktail hour just went on and on … and on. There was nothing to snack on, so people were starting to get rather tipsy. I didn’t drink very much, but I was starting to think: Is there a nut or pretzel around here? If I don’t eat something, I’m going to have trouble seeing straight.
I assumed they weren’t seating people for di
Now, I grew up in a family of excessive drinkers. There wasn’t a single holiday gathering when some item of furniture didn’t break. One year it was an uncle putting his foot through a coffee table. I was a kid, so I didn’t totally comprehend what was happening. But I remember the di
Now that I’m an adult, I know that a martini is not an after-di
Anyway, back to this memorable di
Then the artichoke went away, and I thought, Lovely first course.Then this teeny container of sorbet came out a few minutes later. I thought it was a palate cleanser, but no, the sorbet was dessert. Meal over.
I thought: Are these hosts so bombed that they forgot there’s a chicken in the oven?But I didn’t smell anything cooking. Some of the guests were making eye contact with one another as if to ask: Is this really it?But nothing was said, and the party ended not long after di
The next day, I sent a note. I don’t lie, but I can be diplomatic and disguise things in politeness. I told the truth and said it was “an unforgettable party.”
I received an e-mail back that said, “We so enjoyed having you there and thanks so much for coming!”
What I really expected to hear back was, “Thank you. We were so embarrassed when we later realized we forgot to serve the roast.” There was never any acknowledgment about the mysteriously sparse meal. I’m constantly thinking there must be an answer to the sphinx. You wouldn’t sit down at a table formally set with silverware with no food to serve, would you?
I actually was thinking about that modest di
The first course that came out was a tiny salad. The main course was crab cakes the size of silver dollars with ca
“When we arrived at the White House,” she said, “I could not believe how wasteful we were in what we served people and how much we threw away. I’d rather have people leave lunch and go get an ice-cream cone than to throw away so much food.”
Indeed, everyone ate everything. Not an ounce of food went to waste. And I really liked her attitude. First of all, how classy was it that she frankly and warmly addressed an overheard complaint? Mrs. Obama made the guests feel comfortable and taken care of. No one starved. We’re so used to these huge portions, but they’re not necessary. It wasn’t a ton of food, and indeed I did grab a little snack that afternoon, but the food was very tasty, the company was excellent, and unlike my artichoke friends’ meal, the lunch consisted of three courses!
PERHAPS YOU REMEMBER HOW at the Obamas’ first State Di
Well, I was truly shocked by this on all levels.
Speaking as one who merely went to lunch at the White House, I simply can’t fathom how anyone could get in without being invited. When I went, the layers of security were intense.
Several weeks before the lunch, I had to fill out a questio