i'm coming mario!!!
so mario's assistant (lets call her mary) is the best friend of a good friend. translation: we hang out together a couple times a month.
me: the reviews of del posto have been kinda harsh, right? i've been dying to go to babbo...
mary: jasmine, please! i'll make you a reso for next saturday. (note: it is very VERY difficult to get reservations here at all. you need to stalk the reservation line a month in advance and even then you probably won't get what you want if you're not somebody.)
me: are you kidding?! that's amazing...
a few days later i get an e-mail...
"jasmine, could not get anything for that saturday. gweneth is in town or something and pulled all the VIP reso spots. got you next saturday 8pm. here's your reservation confirmation number: 34hm. enjoy!"
that date happens to be the same day that i have Spamalot tickets for!
d'oh!!!
i was really scared mary would be annoyed for going through the trouble/pulling the strings for me and that i wasn't able to make it but she told me just to cancel them and come up with another date.
sometimes it really is all about who you know. god, do i love this city...
posted by jazz @ 12:19 PM
7 people who played with me:
It is always about who you know. Always.
it's just good that you know the right people.
It really is about who you know, it's how I've gotten every job I've ever had. (I really really want to see Spamalot, I might have to plan a trip to NYC around when I can get tickets to it.)
lucky you
I wish I knew famous people's assistants.
I just hope my brother's GF gets to smooze some rich and famous people at her new job so I have a friend of a friend sort of thing.
I've never been to Newe York, though I may stop through for a day when I go to Connecticut to see my friend, so I'm going to have to scan your blog and find all the cool places.
I'm so jealous! I'm just madly in LOVE with Mario Batali. If you see him, pinch his ass for me. Thanks.
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