Farewell, Reunion and Double Fisting

I'll start with the more controversial 'double fisting'.. yep. It's an American term for having a beer in both hands.. or being double parked (an achievement to them and a sign of a slow drinker to us). Either way, double fisting is being written down in my 'Just Wrong' American lexicon along with the 'creamy' ROOT beer float (as so nicely pointed out by Aisea) and Tide with a touch of DOWNY.

I had my first Saatchi social event last night and sadly, it was to farewell 3 people leaving the same week. One of whom is the crazy and gorgeous Lolita who works on my team. We were also farewelling the highly entertaining and hilarious Monty, one of Sas, Bri and Travis' 'dinner club' mates, who is leaving the world of mums and babies behind (Pampers) to work on Viagra - always a good starting line with the ladies.

Iams team (l-r): Lolita, Liz, me and Bri (planner now on Folgers)


Farewelling the 3 amigos (Lolita,Monty, Lena)

Gina (my lovely boss) and Bri

We went to Vol de Nuit, a bar just near work, where I was also excited to be meeting Jake and Loren who had flown straight in from home. Jake was already loving the celeb-spotting (stalking?) on the way over, having sat behind E from Entourage at the airport lounge and then sharing the same flight.

First 5 minutes of our reunion:

After a few beers, Jake, Loz and I decided to head to dinner and took Travis as our tour guide. Travis walked us into a little neighbourhood italian joint, Bar Pitti, and proceeded to tell us he often saw a few famous people having lunch here during the week.

Jake was on full alert and 10 minutes later, he was rewarded with Matt Dillon walking in with friends and sitting down. 20 minutes on, cue Ivanka Trump (looking very beautiful) at which point Jake was having serious heart palpitations and ready to declare his love for her.

30 minutes on, Travis casually mentions his friend once made out with Rachel Bilson and was in Twilight playing one of Bella's school friends. By now, Jake is close to going into cardiac arrest while all the while trying (quite successfully) to maintain a cool nonchalance in the presence of Matt and Ivanka. Thankfully, the owner brought over some complimentary sherry (loved our Australian accents.. it's currency here) and Jake was revived.

The end of the night was spent at McSorley's, the nation's oldest bar, located in East Village, with Abe Lincoln's chair hoisted up on the ceiling and a chandelier that hasn't been dusted since the bar first opened. You can only order dark or light beers and the general modus operandi is to order two at a time (hence the double fisting). We then moved onto some dodgy tavern where Jake and Loz's friends Amber, Lucy and Soph met us after flying in from South America and London and Travis' friend James arrived from LA. It was a great night (thank you to our amazing tour guide, Travis) and sadly, I left them all behind at 3am, to get to work the next day.

Dark and light beers at McSorleys:

(l-r) Sophie, Loz, Amber and James

Travis and James