Thursday, February 02, 2006

I dined last night at The National Arts Club on Gramercy Park South. It's very beautiful and exceedingly quiet. Think The Friars Club on Quaaludes or The Society of Illustrators but with rich people instead of real artists or Soho House with history, good taste and far fewer Brits.

Oh how I love being invited to private clubs! I can judge, marvel and not pay dues! I've interloped on all of the above -- The Friars and Society of Ill being my faves -- so what am I missing? Let me know. I'm on a mission to get sauced at, er, I mean visit, all private clubs in New York.