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what’ll it be, ladies?

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One day soon, each and every after-seminar-out-for-a-drink with visiting journalists or petty-intelligensia or minor-major academics will be covered in one of the society broadsheets and/or sanctioned niche blogs.

Glancing around McSorley’s, he smiled. “This place hasn’t changed a bit.” He had left England for America in the 1970’s. “At the time, things over there were bleak, to say the least.”

Mr. Hitchens reached for his coat. “I’ve got to meet a friend,” he said. “Martin Amis, he’s flying in tonight.”

I snapped a picture of Mr. Hitchens on my cell phone. He picked up more than his share of the tab. “America’s been good to me,” he said.

Ah, well. Glad to hear on all fronts. And even better to hear CH has started picking up even a share of the tab when he’s out with the kids. Back in the day, etc etc etc…

(BTW – “what’ll it be, ladies” was what the period-piece waiter guy greeted me and my friend with during my first and last time at McSorley’s Olde New Yawk Adventure Ride with Little Tiny Beers and Sawdust on the Floor That They Buy In Bags From Home Depot. Not recommended, especially when there are good ink-stained places to go…)

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February 13, 2008 at 7:09 am

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  1. At least our local faux-Irish place uses the peanut shells that they have out in barrels.

    Evidently, to compete, you’re going to have to deploy some pretty ladies with accents and then not pay any attention to them…


    February 13, 2008 at 11:08 am

  2. Wait what do you mean not pay any attention to them?

    They chatted about the old country. Places with names like Glossberry and Carknuckle. I drank my beer. Mr. Hitchens said he’d come from a Navy family. I looked at Sophie; she was enchanting. I was back to square one.



    February 13, 2008 at 11:29 am

  3. You mean there is a ‘theme-park’ place based on McSorley’s that you went to? Because ‘first and last time’ is all I’ve beme to the Mcrorley’s only a few blocks over. Old and venerable doesn’t necessarily mean wonderful. Molly Malone Pub in Murray Hill is better and so is the much-older-than-McSorley’s Chumley’s at Barrow Street. Still, you get the best burger at Julius’s Bar, derelict and stuffing popping out of banquettes and only $4.25. Picking up the tab at McSorley’s is not all that friggin’ impressive, considering it was probably just high-caloric intake in the form of liquids. He should have picked up the whole tab, because he would have done no such thing at Le Cirque. What a half-assed gesture. I like some of his stuff, but he’s clearly got nobody (not even America) to blame for his beer belly.

    Patrick J. mullins

    February 14, 2008 at 6:27 am

  4. I think he’s started picking up part of the check now that he’s sold himself to $5/word Vanity Fair. Back in the nation days, no such luck.

    And yeah, been to all those places, back in the day. Miss them a lot. Just not McSorleys, which sucks.


    February 14, 2008 at 11:47 pm

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