Random Stuff

Look! It's the Big Gay Ice Cream Truck!

Okay, so Miss Tea took this photo when it was much warmer in NYC and the Big Gay Ice Cream Truck was in hanging out in Union Square. Rocky Stillwell bought Miss Tea ice cream because she escorted him to the the discount Ricky's store that no longer exists...Lessons people: if you see anything that sounds like a good discount, or practically free, don't wait. Jump on that sh*t ASAP.

Anyhoo, Miss Tea got her vanila ice cream with peanut sprinkles (tastes just like the stuff from the straight ice cream truck but with much friendlier service) so she was satisfied with the trip to the Square. Clearly, she has the makings of a cheap date. (Shut up Rocky!)

Now, for Friday, October 16th, the movie Law-Abiding Citizen is coming out with Jamie Foxx and Gerard Butler. This is Miss Tea's goal for Friday night - to simply watch this movie. Though Miss Tea invited Natasha 98 and DRNY, she WILL watch GB with or without 'em. Ha!

Don't worry kids, this looks better than Gamer. Swear!

Tuesday Night

Sigh. Just when the unpleasantries of life get Miss Tea bogged down, along comes Tuesday night when Miss Tea's life is nothing but surreal.

It started with a slew of invitations (okay, not a slew - more like four invites) to step out in NYC. pubLiZity invited Miss Tea to cocktails at the Soho Grand Penthouse Loft where she would be with colleagues. There was also a pre-screening of the film "The Invention of Lying" starring Ricky Gervais, which is coming out on Friday, October 2nd. Then Miss Ivy came along with a chocolate and wine tasting at Equinox uptown, and an event at the St. Regis. It's so hard to choose when everything is free, which is usually how Miss Tea tiers her options. This recession has not improved for the Miss Tea just yet.

Anyhoo, Miss Tea chose to go with Miss Ivy tot eh St. Regis. Apparently Miss Ivy did not care to read the invitation or what she RSVP'd for. To our surprise, the St. Regis cocktail turned out to be dinner at Alain Ducasse's resto, Adour. Gasp!

After a few glaring, tight-lipped smirks at Miss Ivy, we engaged in conversation with out table host and two other gentlemen (not single). Miss Tea thought everything was fabu, and our companions were gregarious enough to ease the preliminary awkward silence.

This was my menu:

Citrus Marinated Hamachi

Hearts of Celery, Corander, Preserved Lemon

Tender Ricotta Gnocchi

Sauteed Lettuce, Wild Mushrooms, Crospy Proscuitto

Baked Loup de Mer

Baby Fennel, Zucchini, Rivera Sauce

Chocolate Leaf

Chocolate Cremeux, Ornage Sorbet/Ginger Sorbet

Wine:

Selection Alain Ducasse Champagne N.V.

Parr Selection, Chardonnay, 'Sanford & Benedict VYD,'

Sta. Rita Hills 2006

Betts & Scholl, Grenache, 'The Chronique,'

Barossa Valley 2006

Chateau Tirecul La Graviliere, 'Les Pins,'

Montbazillac 2003

To wrap up the night, out "goodie bag" was a Belvedere vodka box set in celebration of the 75th anniversary of the Bloody Mary cocktail, which originated at the St. Regis New York in 1933.

How am I not on reality TV? All this, and I can sing better than Heidi Montag.

The Not So Fairy Godmother

Yes, it's been too long since Miss Tea scribbled down here. Sorry folks! But Miss Tea has some wonderful news: Miss Tea is a godmother to little Dylan Michael.

Just to give you, dear reader, a preview as to what kind of godmother Miss Tea will be, let me paint the picture of the christening. As we (me and four other godparents) stood over baby D, the priest lectures us on what it truly means to be a godparent.

"It's not about the money (Miss Tea smirks), or the gifts (Miss Tea smiles) or any of the materialistic things of this world. You are responsible for him should anything happen to the parents, to guide him spiritually (Miss Tea: hmmm) and as a person. You must help him, if he's hanging on the street, doing drugs, if he's drinking (Miss Tea: whoa, no drinking?! )..."

At this point, Miss Tea gets a terrible case of the giggles and covers her mouth with her hand, trying desperately not to laugh in front of the priest while getting evil eye glares from JR and the other godparents. Thank goodness there are five godparents in case one of us (Miss Tea) should fail.

Whatever. At least I've got the godmother title, giving me license to spoil him rotten. I'll be the cool godmother who gets him to all the hottest concerts. :o)

Do Some Good

Woo hoo hoo! Welcome back everyone! Hope you had a nice long Labor Day weekend like Miss Tea did! Now that the NYC kiddies are back in school and September is in full swing, it's time for you to do some good. So if you're going to be in the NYC area, check out Safe Horizon's A Night Under the Stars presented by the organizations Junior Council. Not to mention that this event will be held at one of Miss Tea's favorite joints - Empire Hotel Rooftop. Enjoy the weather while it lasts! Before you know it, we'll be shivering in our shoes...brrr. Well, maybe just you guys. Miss Tea is planning yet another adventure somewhere warm!

Impulse Shopping

Dammit, Miss Tea has gone and done it again. After swearing off spending due to her upcoming trip to Cancun with Rocky, she decided her one-piece was just not good enough for the scattered T-storms predicted by The Weather Channel. It's all about the positive thinking to change that storm to sun...so Miss Tea went out and made a totally unnecessary purchase of a second mix-and-match tankini halter (in coral blue) and black bottoms. So now Miss Tea has two swimsuits for a four-day vacation. Lovely.

Unfotunately, Miss Tea (much like many women) can't just buy one thing when shopping. And what does Miss Tea like to buy every time? Cocktail rings and shoes. This time, it was shoes. Yes, Miss Tea responded to the call of that shoe siren herself, Jessica Simpson, drawing closer to the leopard-print, fabric-covered pumps. Actually, Miss Tea was also looking at the horse hair, leopard-printed pumps by Cole Haan, but it just looked so been-there-done-that. Anyhoo, Jess' heels have platforms. Let's face it, we all could use a couple of inches. :o)

Of course, Miss Tea went throught the questions. You know, the questions one asks herself to help decide whether she should splurge or save before vacation (hence the reason women take so long to shop). Picture Miss Tea asking these questions while looking at these shoes:

Does this look good on me?

What could I wear with this?

Where could I wear this? Work or upcoming party?

Do these shoes make my feet look fat or scrunched up?

Does the color suit my skin tone?

Do they feel comfortable?

Do they look good from the front, back, left side, right side?
Can I walk further than three yards in these shoes?

Let me tell you, Miss Tea answered all of the above questions with just two words:

fuck it.

Miss Tea's impulse buy is now your lesson in shopportunity.

Sexy, sexy!

Schmoozing...well, sort of.

Miss Tea is fatigued today because of last night's soiree. pubLiZity and Miss Tea received an invitation to Manhattan Modern Luxury Magazine's celebration of their Restaurant Issue (July/August 2009). Unfortunately, pubLiZity couldn't make it last minute. Luckily Miss Tea found three friends to replaced her. Yes, it takes three people to replace the illustrioius pubLiZity. Also, Miss Tea likes having an entourage.

Off to the Poliform showroom Miss Tea went, with Natasha 98, Miss Lala and P.Dizzle in tow. Thankfully, the list-checking, crasher-kicking bouncer chicks let Miss Tea through with her, uh, plus three. (Honestly Lala, Miss Tea just gave her name and the woman crossed out the plus one and changed it to three. Miss Tea's reputation precedes her perhaps? Nah.)

When the elevator door opened to the 6th floor, we were greeted by several handsome/beautiful servers who offered us champagne - now that's how you say hello to a guest! Manhattan Mag certainly knew how to throw a swanky party, complete with DJ, a Leblon Rum-stocked bar and some of the restaurants featured in the magazine.

First stop was Anthos, where Chef Michael Psilakis served us his Greek sushi (and almost slaped Miss Lala for taking her plate before he was done putting the toppings on it). Next stop was Jean Georges, where the master chef himself served us breaded shrimp laid on a a special dipping saunce. Our last stop was Bouley, where Chef Isao Yamada served a lobster treat. Throughout the night we sipped on Leblon Sangria Blanco and enjoyed watching all the beautiful people, servers and guests alike, like us.

Here are more pictures from the evening. The Poliform showroom worked well as the backdrop for this event. Miss Tea wishes she had some of these closets and kitchens in her own house.

Miss Tea needs to create a T-shirt that reads "I HEART food." P.S. Were the chefs really there? Um, yeah! But Miss Tea did not take pictures of them, because she was starting to embarress her entourage.

Breach of the Cancun Diet

Miss Tea would like to apologize to Rocky Stillwell for the breach of agreement made regarding the Cancun diet. Despite her attempts to maintain said diet by attending three Bikram yoga classes and feasting on fish for the past week, Miss Tea lost all discipline during dinner at Agua Dulce, a new restaurant in Hells Kitchen. Within the compounds of this "Havana beach club," the initial neglect of compliance occurred with an order of one passion fruit mojito at the bar with Miss Ija.

After being seated and joined by fellow cohort Miss Charly, the infraction continued with appetizers of warm tortilla chips and freshly made guacamole, pulpo gallego (galician octopus, smoked paprika, arbequina olive) and salmon citrus cerviche.

By the approximate third mojito, the ultimate injuction manifested in the dish of churrasco skirt steak with chimi churri, sea salt and roasted potato. All parties present also engaged in the allotment of one smoked tea braised beef short rib with soy charred string bean and crispy ropa vieja. Miss Tea is guilty of partaking in such excessive and exquisite dining, as she admitted such remarks to Chef Ulrich Sterling upon visitation of her party's table.

Such insubordination three weeks prior to the Mexican sabbatical may still be amended if the original purpose of the Cancun diet is reinstated and motivation is reinforced on a visual level. Thus, Miss Tea must review the analysis of the muffin top:

Exhibit A

All this work just to look good while lounging on a beach. Sigh.