Who Still Drinks With Lunch?
Apr 5, 2014, 9:18 am
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I'm having a steak lunch with my Dad in Chicago today at about 2 PM. The only question is...beer or a martini?
Apr 5, 2014, 10:49 am
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Apr 5, 2014, 11:17 am
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Apr 5, 2014, 11:41 am
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Well, I think there's only about ten people who actively contribute to these threads every day on Dining Buzz, so it isn't difficult! I hope that the Gibson's management is rolling out the red carpet for you - to paraphrase Tony Soprano (in reference to Peter Luger's) - you're building a new wing on the place.
Apr 5, 2014, 11:42 am
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Well, I think there's only about ten people who actively contribute to these threads every day on Dining Buzz, so it isn't difficult! I hope that the Gibson's management is rolling out the red carpet for you - to paraphrase Tony Soprano (in reference to Peter Luger's) - you're building a new wing on the place.
Apr 5, 2014, 11:46 am
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I'm going to take a wild guess that in real life the waiter doesn't chase Christopher and Paulie outside griping about the tip! Talk about a suicide mission. Enjoy.
Apr 5, 2014, 3:47 pm
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Lunchtime drinking is one of life's greatest pleasures.
It implies you're confident or able enough not to have to worry about working in the afternoon.
Ideally it should begin with a sharpener just after noon.Not a fully-fledged drink like a pint of beer but a short,sharp waken-upper that draws a line in the sand between morning and the rest of the day.
The next drink should be a repeat of the same. Perhaps a martini so dry that a gin is poured and the vermouth bottle is just waved in its direction.
Then we're talking. Slide into a restaurant seat, peruse the wine list and dive head-first into the shenanigans.
" Bring me a decent bottle of claret,a couple of your most popular starters,adjourn ordering the main course for a while and keep my glass topped up old bean " is my usual instructions to the waiter.
Between the jigs and the reels it's soon 4pm and lunch is drawing to a close when suddenly you hear the magic words " I know a really nice bar just a short amble from here which does some corking pick-me-ups. "
A couple of hours later you've missed your normal train home and you're being bundled into a taxi because someone has the wizard wheeze of crossing town to another really good bar.
Normally strippers are involved at this stage.Not always.But quite often.
The next thing you know a pal is prodding you in the chest and saying " we're got 20 minutes to make the last train home we've got to move fast. "
There's always a tincture or two on the last train grabbed from the station bar as you're running to the gate and hopefully an understanding wife who awaits you at your home station as you fall into the car gabbling incoherently.
Of course she undresses you and puts you to bed.Good wives always do.
Yup, I still drink with lunch.
It implies you're confident or able enough not to have to worry about working in the afternoon.
Ideally it should begin with a sharpener just after noon.Not a fully-fledged drink like a pint of beer but a short,sharp waken-upper that draws a line in the sand between morning and the rest of the day.
The next drink should be a repeat of the same. Perhaps a martini so dry that a gin is poured and the vermouth bottle is just waved in its direction.
Then we're talking. Slide into a restaurant seat, peruse the wine list and dive head-first into the shenanigans.
" Bring me a decent bottle of claret,a couple of your most popular starters,adjourn ordering the main course for a while and keep my glass topped up old bean " is my usual instructions to the waiter.
Between the jigs and the reels it's soon 4pm and lunch is drawing to a close when suddenly you hear the magic words " I know a really nice bar just a short amble from here which does some corking pick-me-ups. "
A couple of hours later you've missed your normal train home and you're being bundled into a taxi because someone has the wizard wheeze of crossing town to another really good bar.
Normally strippers are involved at this stage.Not always.But quite often.
The next thing you know a pal is prodding you in the chest and saying " we're got 20 minutes to make the last train home we've got to move fast. "
There's always a tincture or two on the last train grabbed from the station bar as you're running to the gate and hopefully an understanding wife who awaits you at your home station as you fall into the car gabbling incoherently.
Of course she undresses you and puts you to bed.Good wives always do.
Yup, I still drink with lunch.
Apr 5, 2014, 4:17 pm
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Two Goose Island 312s and a Malbec with a big steak for lunch...life is good!
Apr 5, 2014, 5:35 pm
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Lunchtime drinking is one of life's greatest pleasures.
It implies you're confident or able enough not to have to worry about working in the afternoon.
Ideally it should begin with a sharpener just after noon.Not a fully-fledged drink like a pint of beer but a short,sharp waken-upper that draws a line in the sand between morning and the rest of the day.
The next drink should be a repeat of the same. Perhaps a martini so dry that a gin is poured and the vermouth bottle is just waved in its direction.
Then we're talking. Slide into a restaurant seat, peruse the wine list and dive head-first into the shenanigans.
" Bring me a decent bottle of claret,a couple of your most popular starters,adjourn ordering the main course for a while and keep my glass topped up old bean " is my usual instructions to the waiter.
Between the jigs and the reels it's soon 4pm and lunch is drawing to a close when suddenly you hear the magic words " I know a really nice bar just a short amble from here which does some corking pick-me-ups. "
A couple of hours later you've missed your normal train home and you're being bundled into a taxi because someone has the wizard wheeze of crossing town to another really good bar.
Normally strippers are involved at this stage.Not always.But quite often.
The next thing you know a pal is prodding you in the chest and saying " we're got 20 minutes to make the last train home we've got to move fast. "
There's always a tincture or two on the last train grabbed from the station bar as you're running to the gate and hopefully an understanding wife who awaits you at your home station as you fall into the car gabbling incoherently.
Of course she undresses you and puts you to bed.Good wives always do.
Yup, I still drink with lunch.
It implies you're confident or able enough not to have to worry about working in the afternoon.
Ideally it should begin with a sharpener just after noon.Not a fully-fledged drink like a pint of beer but a short,sharp waken-upper that draws a line in the sand between morning and the rest of the day.
The next drink should be a repeat of the same. Perhaps a martini so dry that a gin is poured and the vermouth bottle is just waved in its direction.
Then we're talking. Slide into a restaurant seat, peruse the wine list and dive head-first into the shenanigans.
" Bring me a decent bottle of claret,a couple of your most popular starters,adjourn ordering the main course for a while and keep my glass topped up old bean " is my usual instructions to the waiter.
Between the jigs and the reels it's soon 4pm and lunch is drawing to a close when suddenly you hear the magic words " I know a really nice bar just a short amble from here which does some corking pick-me-ups. "
A couple of hours later you've missed your normal train home and you're being bundled into a taxi because someone has the wizard wheeze of crossing town to another really good bar.
Normally strippers are involved at this stage.Not always.But quite often.
The next thing you know a pal is prodding you in the chest and saying " we're got 20 minutes to make the last train home we've got to move fast. "
There's always a tincture or two on the last train grabbed from the station bar as you're running to the gate and hopefully an understanding wife who awaits you at your home station as you fall into the car gabbling incoherently.
Of course she undresses you and puts you to bed.Good wives always do.
Yup, I still drink with lunch.
Apr 6, 2014, 8:22 pm
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When dealing with some vendors in Asia, since they are more blue collar than white collar, not drinking alcohol during lunch with them is considered offensive to them. However, I will drink out of politeness, meaning when they raise their glass, at that time I will too. My goal is just to be polite, not to get hammered with them.
Outside of those situations, my boss usually drinks some wine with lunch and if I'm out with him, I will have a glass of wine.
If it's with other coworkers, I usually go with a Coke Zero (no alcohol).
Outside of those situations, my boss usually drinks some wine with lunch and if I'm out with him, I will have a glass of wine.
If it's with other coworkers, I usually go with a Coke Zero (no alcohol).
Apr 7, 2014, 1:31 pm
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Lunchtime drinking is one of life's greatest pleasures.
It implies you're confident or able enough not to have to worry about working in the afternoon.
Ideally it should begin with a sharpener just after noon.Not a fully-fledged drink like a pint of beer but a short,sharp waken-upper that draws a line in the sand between morning and the rest of the day.
The next drink should be a repeat of the same. Perhaps a martini so dry that a gin is poured and the vermouth bottle is just waved in its direction.
Then we're talking. Slide into a restaurant seat, peruse the wine list and dive head-first into the shenanigans.
" Bring me a decent bottle of claret,a couple of your most popular starters,adjourn ordering the main course for a while and keep my glass topped up old bean " is my usual instructions to the waiter.
Between the jigs and the reels it's soon 4pm and lunch is drawing to a close when suddenly you hear the magic words " I know a really nice bar just a short amble from here which does some corking pick-me-ups. "
A couple of hours later you've missed your normal train home and you're being bundled into a taxi because someone has the wizard wheeze of crossing town to another really good bar.
Normally strippers are involved at this stage.Not always.But quite often.
The next thing you know a pal is prodding you in the chest and saying " we're got 20 minutes to make the last train home we've got to move fast. "
There's always a tincture or two on the last train grabbed from the station bar as you're running to the gate and hopefully an understanding wife who awaits you at your home station as you fall into the car gabbling incoherently.
Of course she undresses you and puts you to bed.Good wives always do.
Yup, I still drink with lunch.
It implies you're confident or able enough not to have to worry about working in the afternoon.
Ideally it should begin with a sharpener just after noon.Not a fully-fledged drink like a pint of beer but a short,sharp waken-upper that draws a line in the sand between morning and the rest of the day.
The next drink should be a repeat of the same. Perhaps a martini so dry that a gin is poured and the vermouth bottle is just waved in its direction.
Then we're talking. Slide into a restaurant seat, peruse the wine list and dive head-first into the shenanigans.
" Bring me a decent bottle of claret,a couple of your most popular starters,adjourn ordering the main course for a while and keep my glass topped up old bean " is my usual instructions to the waiter.
Between the jigs and the reels it's soon 4pm and lunch is drawing to a close when suddenly you hear the magic words " I know a really nice bar just a short amble from here which does some corking pick-me-ups. "
A couple of hours later you've missed your normal train home and you're being bundled into a taxi because someone has the wizard wheeze of crossing town to another really good bar.
Normally strippers are involved at this stage.Not always.But quite often.
The next thing you know a pal is prodding you in the chest and saying " we're got 20 minutes to make the last train home we've got to move fast. "
There's always a tincture or two on the last train grabbed from the station bar as you're running to the gate and hopefully an understanding wife who awaits you at your home station as you fall into the car gabbling incoherently.
Of course she undresses you and puts you to bed.Good wives always do.
Yup, I still drink with lunch.
Apr 7, 2014, 1:36 pm
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Lunchtime drinking is one of life's greatest pleasures.
It implies you're confident or able enough not to have to worry about working in the afternoon.
Ideally it should begin with a sharpener just after noon.Not a fully-fledged drink like a pint of beer but a short,sharp waken-upper that draws a line in the sand between morning and the rest of the day.
The next drink should be a repeat of the same. Perhaps a martini so dry that a gin is poured and the vermouth bottle is just waved in its direction.
Then we're talking. Slide into a restaurant seat, peruse the wine list and dive head-first into the shenanigans.
" Bring me a decent bottle of claret,a couple of your most popular starters,adjourn ordering the main course for a while and keep my glass topped up old bean " is my usual instructions to the waiter.
Between the jigs and the reels it's soon 4pm and lunch is drawing to a close when suddenly you hear the magic words " I know a really nice bar just a short amble from here which does some corking pick-me-ups. "
A couple of hours later you've missed your normal train home and you're being bundled into a taxi because someone has the wizard wheeze of crossing town to another really good bar.
Normally strippers are involved at this stage.Not always.But quite often.
The next thing you know a pal is prodding you in the chest and saying " we're got 20 minutes to make the last train home we've got to move fast. "
There's always a tincture or two on the last train grabbed from the station bar as you're running to the gate and hopefully an understanding wife who awaits you at your home station as you fall into the car gabbling incoherently.
Of course she undresses you and puts you to bed.Good wives always do.
Yup, I still drink with lunch.
It implies you're confident or able enough not to have to worry about working in the afternoon.
Ideally it should begin with a sharpener just after noon.Not a fully-fledged drink like a pint of beer but a short,sharp waken-upper that draws a line in the sand between morning and the rest of the day.
The next drink should be a repeat of the same. Perhaps a martini so dry that a gin is poured and the vermouth bottle is just waved in its direction.
Then we're talking. Slide into a restaurant seat, peruse the wine list and dive head-first into the shenanigans.
" Bring me a decent bottle of claret,a couple of your most popular starters,adjourn ordering the main course for a while and keep my glass topped up old bean " is my usual instructions to the waiter.
Between the jigs and the reels it's soon 4pm and lunch is drawing to a close when suddenly you hear the magic words " I know a really nice bar just a short amble from here which does some corking pick-me-ups. "
A couple of hours later you've missed your normal train home and you're being bundled into a taxi because someone has the wizard wheeze of crossing town to another really good bar.
Normally strippers are involved at this stage.Not always.But quite often.
The next thing you know a pal is prodding you in the chest and saying " we're got 20 minutes to make the last train home we've got to move fast. "
There's always a tincture or two on the last train grabbed from the station bar as you're running to the gate and hopefully an understanding wife who awaits you at your home station as you fall into the car gabbling incoherently.
Of course she undresses you and puts you to bed.Good wives always do.
Yup, I still drink with lunch.
Apr 7, 2014, 1:56 pm
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