Fine Dining…and a Blast from the Past
Randy invited me to dinner last night with a work associate of his who was in town on business. We ended up at Aquitaine in the South End. Randy claims it was because of the restaurant’s reputation. I say it’s because gay porn star Johnny Hazard is a waiter there (and I think I’m right).
We started off with cheese plate and escargot. Then we moved on to the entrees (I had a lovely chicken with plums and spinach and some sort of questionable (yet tasty) starch. A $65.00 bottle of wine topped off the meal.
We then retreated back to the North End where we were to meet up with another coworker of Randy’s. But first, Randy and I stopped off at Trani. Yep, Trani. This place had been under construction for 2 years before they finally opened in July. Basically, they take traditional Italian desserts like eclair and cannoli, and “infuse” them with ice cream. Randy and I opted for the “bust in” which was two cupcakes that we violently injected with vanilla ice cream right before our eyes. They were then place under a dripping spout of hot chocolate. Not bad for $2.79 – but quite messy.
We left there and headed over to Hanover Street, where we picked up even more desserts at Modern Pastry. Then we sat down at Cafe Vittorio for drinks (and to eat the pastres/truffles we’d purchased). All in all – a delightful (and free!) evening.
Then I came into work this morning to an email from Golden…my childhood ex-girlfriend. In elementary school she pulled me into the closet (how ironic) at recess and kissed me…then TOLD me that I was now her boyfriend. We dated off and on through high school. Anyway, she’s previously commented on my blog and had threatened to expose long-lost pictures of our youth. Today, she came through on her threat. Below you shall find evidence of my pseudo-heterosexual childhood. Please abstain from laughter until the show is over.
First, here I am on the front steps of the old Cape Cod Academy in 1985 (my Dad went to school in this building back in the 1930’s):
Here you can see Golden (my girlfriend at the time) and me on the playground house-thing. Also circa 1985. Killer socks, don’t you think?
Yet another photo of Golden and me (and my cousin, John, dangling from the tree in the background. Even more revealing, you can see the side of my childhood home in Osterville (circa 1985). Love my parents’ wood-paneled station wagon in the driveway!:
Finally, Golden managed to dredge up this photo of me in her dorm room at Wheelock College in 1992. Wow – I used to have some hair, didn’t I?
HMMM – this is making me want to go into my old photos and scan a few myself. I’m sure I’ve got some “fun” ones of Karyn and Golden (and a few other readers).
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You’re really rockin’ the feathered hair! Love the tube socks. Actualy, the floppy hair is quite fetching.
Love the Tube socks man. So sexy! NOT
Of course we all had them now didnt we? At least your college photos look good (except those glasses). I think mine were way worse, bad hair, a bitt chunkier, and bad glasses! Soon afterwards was the bad facial hair days too. EEK thank god we aged!
Yeah, the pictures from 1985 are dark…but I was sportin’ quite the feathered ‘do.
Thanks for the floppy haired comment (I’ve always loved the word “fetching”). I was particularly fond of my hair at that time of my life.
Oh and whats wrong with going to see a porn star? Seriously I had never been there but wanted to so why not? Especially when the company is paying for it, PORN OR NOT?
Can you dredge up a pic of him? I went to Aquitaine on Monday and saw a few potential contenders. . .
Who took those pictures of us on the house and the tree, btw?
Do I have to slap you?
Karl was indeed fond of his hair…when he had it…. so much so that he shellacked it into museum quality sculpture each day. Seriously. That hair did. Not. Move.
Diggin’ on the tube socks, baby. Oh yeah.
How about Dave in Chicago? 🙂
Nice pics. And I mean that sincerely. 🙂 BTW – you matched your tube socks back then? I never did just to prove I was different.
Yikes the 80’s!!! Amazing pictures, you were just (and still are) adorable!
Oh, come on. I have a hard time believing you mind getting messy in the right situations.
Hey Karl……..
Long time no chat. Looks like I popped back in just at the right time. Remember when it was Johnny Hazzard who worked at that clothing store in Ptown a couple of years ago?
Ok, first of all…I’m not throwing stones at the glass-house-that-is-tube-socks because I have photos that are pretty much identical to those. Except I was pudgy, which makes it even more ghastly. Don’t think I didn’t notice the Chicago t-shirt in the sexy college photo! Moving on…
I’m PISSED that you went to Aquitane already. Was that not my idea? (Not that I was going for the Hazzard sighting, mind you. Mmmhmmm.) Ah well, we’ll just have to stalk him elsewhere. Or continue watching via YouTube.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tNUxGBb_c2o
Now David (in Chicago)…we can always return to the restaurant next week.
Thanks for the video clip – I’d not seen it in ages…he’s so goofy cute in that!
Those are great pre-homo pics! Sounds like you had a nice night out, too. It’s like pastry over-load!
Holy crap. What a flashback. Thanks for that!