Thursday, September 25, 2008

Where there's smoke there's booze

liquid nitrogen cocktails

At the BNP Paribas Taste of Tennis event, Rums of Puerto Rico had a guy making frozen mojitos and mango daiquiris with liquid nitrogen. It was pretty awesome to watch, because it looked like something from Macbeth, except he was just getting me drunk instead of foretelling my doom or something.

When he was done, he handed me a sinister-looking smoking martini glass. I gotta say, anyone would look awesome holding something like that.

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Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Eye Candy: Catch-22

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Catch-22 is a WWII-inspired tapas bar, which means it has a menu of small plates from apas menu from the U.S.A., Germany, Italy, Japan, Finland, Spain, Hungary, Romania, Bulgaria, Croatia and Slovakia.

The restaurant promises a foosball table and female wait staff dressed like film noir femmes.

Monday, September 8, 2008

Adventures in terrifying decor

This weekend I went to Trader Vic's in the basement of the Hilton Atlanta. I was hanging out at the bar with my friend India (whose hair was totally not perfect, and we totally did not make that joke seventeen thousand times that night).

India joked that the classic Breck-girl, "Don't hate me because I'm beautiful" over-the-shoulder hair flip best demonstrates the awesomeness of perfect hair. For me, I maintained the master is Rita Hayworth with her front-to-back, full-body hair flip from Gilda. While demonstrating the move, I flipped my head back and and found myself face-to-face with this:

FLOATING DESSICATED TERRIFYING FISH ... OF DOOM!
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This is the most evil objet d'art in the history of the world


It might be worth mentioning that I have a completely bizarre and irrational phobia of fish. Really, it borders on the pathological. Maybe I was a plankton in an earlier life? Who knows. Anyway, fish scare the pants off me, and this one looks like a cross between a WWII floating mine and the thing that ate Nemo's mom in Finding Nemo.

Did I mention there were 15-20 of them hanging all over the ceiling?

But it was OK. After 3 or 4 Mai Tais the horrifying dessicated zombie monsterfish stopped bothering me.