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January 17, 2019January 17, 2019

Dinner at The Lambs Club

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Back when I was a youngin, I dreamt of growing older and becoming a professional ice cream man. Over the years I have regrettably lost sight of that ambition. But today my fire was reignited. I am, once again, inspired. Thank you, Ben. Thank you, Jerry. The future is now. (Pictured: non-Dairy Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough because I am #skinny #fit and semi lactose intolerant)

Fresh squid ink shells, Lobster, Shrimp, Scallop, spicy cherry tomato sauce, *chefs kiss*, Brussels Sprouts with bacon gremolata in the background, *another chefs kiss*

Please lend me your attention because I have devised a brilliant plan, maybe my greatest idea yet. Picture this: a group of us, let’s say 8-12 people, all attend the same art exhibit. We act naturally, moving about the gallery, misinterpreting the various artwork, convincing ourself that we could create something better. .. But here’s the kicker: we bring with us auction paddles and, unannounced, stage a fake auction in front of a random piece of art. The designated auctioneer will project the obligatory catch phrases we know and love. “$40,000, do I have $40,000? $50,000 do I see 50 anywhere?” “$95,000 do I hear 100? 95 thou going once, 95 going twice, and SOLD down front $95,000 to the lady in the gray sweater!” .. Imagine the shock amongst the other gallery goers who are in the right place at the right time, witnessing an auction for prized art that is clearly not for sale. I find this equally genius and hysterical. And I will obsess over this until I inevitably forget about art exhibits altogether in roughly 48-72 hours. .. Thank you for your time. And shout out to soup.

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