Arthur Mullen's blog
At the Steely Dan concert I kept spying this character in the front row, standing up and dancing, screaming, anytime things got intense with the band. Who is that guy? I wondered, all through Steely Dan's set. He appeared to be dressed in a fez. Well, I got to meet that guy after the concert,… Continue reading No I’m Never Gonna Do It Without The Fez On
Another rough brunch; two weeks in a row. I felt beaten down by the end. The fistful of tips was blood money... But there was light at the end of the tunnel today! This Sunday was the Portuguese parade down Cambridge St., an annual delight that lifted my spirits. I told my tables to hang… Continue reading “Self-Love, my Liege, is not so Vile a Sin, as Self-Neglecting.” William Shakespeare
Drew, the new sous, EZ the new GM, Ace, the new Future, and I went and catered the Taste of Cambridge yesterday. At the Indian Grocery Store I scored an American flag bandanna. I rocked it on Cambridge Street and then put it away for later, specifically, the Fourth of July Party. Rockin' in the… Continue reading The Taste