GETTING LOUD
IN THE RESTAURANT
My friend Brian eats out often and is finicky. If his fries aren’t crispy, he sends them back. Brian gets annoyed by cheese. He doesn’t like sharp cheese. If there’s a short pour on the wine, he gets upset.
Brian works the room [the restaurant] like a celeb when he eats out — mostly at places where his buddies are. When we ate at Club Isabella, Brian pointed out the doctors and dentists in the room. Brian said, “That’s the guy who does the dental implants. He runs the full-page ad in the Plain Dealer.”
I said, “When I visit you in California [where Brian lives half the year], you’ve got to do better than docs who do dental implants.” Brian said he would take me to L.A. restaurants where I’ll have a greater than 50-50 chance of spotting celebrities.
Brian likes to say goyim loudly to elicit a reaction from nearby diners. (Nobody reacts. It’s too loud. Nobody hears him.)
At Club Isabella, I suggested we out on the patio because it was quieter there, but Brian opted for the echo-chamber dining room. That night every happenin’ Jew in Cleveland was at Isabella’s. Brian worked the room: “How was Aspen, Sandy? . . . “How’s your tennis elbow, Jeff?”
I prefer Indian and Chinese restaurants, because they are usually quiet. I don’t like to suck cough drops and sip tea for weeks after nights out with Brian.
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Brian is a pseudonym.
3 comments
Nobody can escape the Bert Stratton treatment. Mike is a classic!
Tsk – I’m a “happenin’ Jew and I don’t think I was there (at least I don’t think so)…. I know the “Brian” type. Shove his way a plate of soggy fries smothered with kosher cheese and topped with eight ounces of good kosher wine. BTW, I have some cough drops that are so effective it would only take a week.
The odds of spotting a “celeb” in LA at an eatery on any given night are probably around 5%, 10% if you know the right place to go. The ratio of celebs to non-celebs in LA are not as high as people think.
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