Steve, Vintage, SoHo, Manhattan
At 5:00 the whistle blew and we bounded out of the office for a wine tasting at Vintage. After about 31 hours without sleep, Steve stared wearily at some goat cheese he refused to eat.
Mark & Wendy, Vintage, SoHo, Manhattan
In an attempt to identify all of the animals that Mark would like to have brutally slaughtered for his dinner, Steve “baaaah”ed and “mooooooo”ed and Wendy made fishy-faces. The wine is obviously kicking in.
Rachelle & Ted, Vintage, SoHo, Manhattan
Steve went home, Mark went back to work (after purchasing an iPod.. bastard!) and Ted, Wendy, and I headed over to Shade for more wine and some crepes. We were able to convince Ted, who hadn’t slept in about 40 hours and had a bottle of wine in him, to let us meet his 21-pound cat, George. He’s a sweetheart. The cat, I mean. heh.
5 responses so far ↓
1 Steven Ehrlich // Jun 6, 2003 at 12:15 pm
You rock!
Macs Rock!
I had a great time. Sorry I was so tired and sorry we could not chat more. I was just beat.
Hope we can do it again some time.
Steve
2 Wendy // Jun 6, 2003 at 12:57 pm
wow, i’m really scary looking. mark, how do you manage to stay married to me???
3 rachelle // Jun 6, 2003 at 2:51 pm
every time i look at the fishface i start giggling
4 Mark Shewmaker // Jun 6, 2003 at 3:52 pm
Really, it’s what’s inside that really counts.
Just kidding, of course.
5 mary // Jun 6, 2003 at 4:25 pm
Think we might need a print of the fish face pic…