End of an Era

originally posted by Claude Kolm:
I was going to say, that's what happens when you stop agreeing to ship the empties back, but the linked article says that it's a landlord issue and they're looking for someplace else to phoenix.

I'm as quick with this joke as the next guy, but it is pretty important to note that this story involved the guy(s) downtown a bit, not V. Kopec had a reputation for defacing or breaking bottles after consumption, unless you know something that I don't, Claude.
 
originally posted by SFJoe:
originally posted by Claude Kolm:
I was going to say, that's what happens when you stop agreeing to ship the empties back, but the linked article says that it's a landlord issue and they're looking for someplace else to phoenix.

I'm as quick with this joke as the next guy, but it is pretty important to note that this story involved the guy(s) downtown a bit, not V. Kopec had a reputation for defacing or breaking bottles after consumption, unless you know something that I don't, Claude.

I was never at either. In my mind the were interchangeable, but I guess that isn't the case.
 
originally posted by MLipton:
The vision of Steve Verlin and Russian hookers will forever taint my memory.
Verlin was not the only Russophile to inhabit that bar. I have very fond memories of sitting at the bar, and having the one Irish-American call the other guy from his cell phone to say, "I've just ordered a magnum of '47 Petrus at the bar at Veritas, get your ass over here." The other I-A guy shows in short order, accompanied by two working girls who pop their gum while they hang out. I-A #2 buys them a bottle of Cristal to keep them occupied, while he and I-A #1 did battle.

But in that battle, I won, as did Brother Hanes earlier. I also had the amusement of several visits sitting next to Steve Verlin at the bar. Dude would order the whole roasted foie gras and the two mags of Pomerol.

I thought of it as the "SFJoe, Scared Straight" conditioning.

A cautionary tale.
 
originally posted by SFJoe:
Although Verlin was totally convinced that '97 Burgundies were for the ages.

Curious.

Well, he probably thought that he was, too. Self-delusion is the most powerful force in the Universe, I'm convinced.

Mark Lipton
(feeling particularly smug and virtuous after a dinner of Alaskan halibut washed down with an Austrian Gelber Muskateller)
 
originally posted by SFJoe:
Although Verlin was totally convinced that '97 Burgundies were for the ages.

Curious.

I must have some empties of 97s that I will pour 98s into and serve to you. Just to prove you wrong.
 
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