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NY Post: Prince sighting after SNL According to the New York Post:
Sightings: "Prince closing Butter to the public and taking over both floors of the Lafayette Stree eatery for his entourage after performing on "Saturday Night Live." Said one spy, "He won't talk to anyone but the chef..." ...so I guess there really wasn't an afterparty. Here's a link to a review of Butter: http://www.newyorkmetro.c...review.htm (So it's the same place Belgo used to be, which means I've been there! ) it's like buttah edit [Edited 2/7/06 8:03am] The check. The string he dropped. The Mona Lisa. The musical notes taken out of a hat. The glass. The toy shotgun painting. The things he found. Therefore, everything seen–every object, that is, plus the process of looking at it–is a Duchamp. | |
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His late night dinner request?
6 oz. filet mignon, wrapped in 2 pieces of bacon and smothered with a crab bisque. Oh, filet extra rare please. Is he still a veggie-totalatarian? | |
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didn't that place used to be called 'gourd' or 'pumpkin' or something like that? i just remember the inside was all orange with lots of candles and it felt like you were inside a big jack o'lantern. i had a friend who was a waitress there, and she told me a fabulous story about courtney love having a catfight with drew barrymore in the basement. they could still be down there pulling each other's hair out, for all i know. | |
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Anx said: didn't that place used to be called 'gourd' or 'pumpkin' or something like that? i just remember the inside was all orange with lots of candles and it felt like you were inside a big jack o'lantern. i had a friend who was a waitress there, and she told me a fabulous story about courtney love having a catfight with drew barrymore in the basement. they could still be down there pulling each other's hair out, for all i know.
Not sure...on my first visit to NYC my NYC friend took me & our other friend there (it was Belgo). I just remember walking down a big ramp and the interior was like a big cavern and our (non-NYC)friend bitched the entire time about how expensive it was and how she didn't like mussels. And I never really knew where it was, but now that I look at the map, I realized I've probably walked by it a hundred times on my various trips to NYU's library... The check. The string he dropped. The Mona Lisa. The musical notes taken out of a hat. The glass. The toy shotgun painting. The things he found. Therefore, everything seen–every object, that is, plus the process of looking at it–is a Duchamp. | |
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