Adventures in Gastronomy

Wow – what an interested set of comments (and emails) I received after yesterday’s post. Although most of the comments that appeared in my comments section were geared toward the fact that I looked old, angry, sad or like a Calvin Klein model in my photo ID’s (more on that later), I received an unbelievable number of personal emails about my experience at the bar on Sunday night.

Nearly all the men who emailed me commented on how exciting it sounded and wanted to know if more had actually happened (sorry to disappoint). Some even shared their own similar stories. Yet every woman who commented expressed varying degrees of worry- one going so far as to say she’s concerned with my “recent escapades”*. I guess this is a societal thing since women are often treated as sexual objects and, unfortunately, often become victims. Consequently, being in a situation like this would, understandably, make them vulnerable and uncomfortable. Meanwhile, men are just pigs (gay or straight) so I guess they see such a situation as an erotically charged moment of fun.

For me, I think I fall somewhere in between. It was definitely not a scene I can admit to being 100% comfortable with. I never felt vulnerable or in any danger, but I guess my self-esteem (as always) was working full force at preventing me from fully enjoying it. Plus, I’m not a big fan of crowds, dark places and loud music.

OK – enough of that….now I’m here to prove to my friend, Karyn, that I’m still just as baby-faced as I once was. The reason my ID’s are so somber is that I hate, loathe, detest my smile. However, just for Karyn and against my better judgement, here are some smiley me’s:

Oh, and to prove my youthful innocence isn’t just on the outside, I want you all to know that I took that Real Age test (as seen on Oprah, so it must be valid) and I actually am (on the inside) nearly 4 years younger than I actually am, thank you very much. You all should take the test, too and let me know your results (www.realage.com). Be prepared, it asks lots of questions and you’ll need to know your cholesterol levels (good and bad), heart rate and number of milligrams of vitamins you take every day.

*I don’t know of any other escapades I’ve had recently. This is the first time I’d been to the Ramrod in nearly 15 months. And the other Boston bars I’ve been to in the past year (a whopping 3 times) were Club Cafe and dbar (more pseudo-high-end, see-and-be-seen types of places). Oh, I did go to Fritz once, but that place is like a sidewalk cafe with walls of opened windows opening up on to the sidewalk.

February 22nd, 2006
Categories: Uncategorized . Author: snarl

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