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Dec 20, 2004 14:31

Recently my boss requested that I make a reservation for a car to pick him up late in the evening at his West Village apartment and transport him to JFK for an 11:50 p.m. flight to Tel Aviv. I forgot to make the reservation. What followed will be forever stored in the "let us never speak of this again" vault ( Read more... )

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Ah, Brazil exhaustedceleb December 20 2004, 21:06:25 UTC
Those Brazilians do make a mean drink. Once, after a couple of vats of that drink, whose name I can never pronounce, I stumbled into a Ben and Jerry's and accused a man of being Santiago Segura. That and the fact that I too am pals with the great Lance Tooks, make this a small world indeed.

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Re: Ah, Brazil nursedoa December 21 2004, 19:02:29 UTC
Once after imbibing several of that particular concoction my dad and husband demanded a young Brazilian waitress bring them a picture of a passion fruit. The sweet girl had no choice but to comply.

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Re: Ah, Brazil exhaustedceleb December 21 2004, 19:13:56 UTC
That sounds about right. Since whatever that drink is called is the national drink of Brazil and those sort of questions are bound to pop up after several servings of that beverage, all Brazillian waitstaff are required to keep pictures of fruit on their person at all times.

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Re: Ah, Brazil nursedoa December 21 2004, 19:32:06 UTC
I would like to clarify one small point. When I say "my dad and husband" I am referring to two separate people: My father and my husband. I am not in fact married to my father.

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