Showing posts with label customer gallery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label customer gallery. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

The Princess And The Frog

Two best friends that couldn't be more different.
rod

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Burly Temple

Okay, so Jeff and I are definitely going to hell.  We couldn't believe how young and tiny this fireman(boy?) was who came into the restaurant one evening.  We cracked wise about how his job was to put out birthday candles and how he was the mascot of the firehouse.  It all came to a head when Jeff dubbed him, "Burly Temple"!!  I lost my shit!  Of course, he was there in his dress blues after a funeral he attended.  Yep, we're that type of assholes!



jeff, rod

Friday, October 14, 2011

Free For All Fridays With The British


Turns out he's Danish or something. 
Oh well, he still looks like the real life version of Brit from The Simpsons.




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This bloke is most likely a leftover from the Madchester scene of the early '90's. 
A lost member of The Stone Roses, Ned's Atomic Dustbin or maybe even The Gorillaz?




This chap might just be the love child of  Mr. Bean and Austin Powers.





 Now, this lovely English rose graced us with her dainty presence at the bar one evening. 
BLIMEY!!!




Jeff and I did our best to capture her natural demure elegance.  Notice the soft, pillowy rolls of  flesh (most likely formed by years of  drenching her "chips" in vats of mayonnaise), her pale, almost translucent complexion being under nearly constant cloud cover over in the British Isles, and of course her seductive yet playfully coy hairdo of auburn spikes and delicate sideburn spit curls!  Once "Sweet" Mickey LaRue heard her accent, he proclaimed "It's British too!"

rod, jeff

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Blonde Children: YIKES!


Nuthin' creeps me out more than pale white children with light blonde hair! 
Aryan babies just give me the willies!

rod

Friday, September 2, 2011

Free For All Fridays With "Amor: The Zombie King Of Monte Negro"

He may be the perfect blend of Keith Riichards and Vigo from Ghostbusters II.  The pickled, indecipherable "artist", recent inheritor of some big bucks, and general gad about town known as Amor rides the fine line of 
terminally cool rogue/creepy rotting corpse!





One night as I was taking an order at a table Amor rolls in looking like this:


He comes to say hi to me and interrupts me at my table by giving me a hug.  As he walks away the bemused hedge funder at my table asks me if he was someone famous and then comments that "He was the coolest person I've ever seen in Greenwich!"

Now that he's relocated to Greenwich from Manhattan full time, we've gotten to meet some of the supporting cast of characters in his life. There's his "Gypsy Bitch" girlfriend who is less than half his age, Lola the chihuahua who is dressed in real diamonds and leather get ups and laps up wine from martini glasses and smokes those brown cigarettes (He's actually shown me video of this!!  She growls when he pulls the cigarette from her mouth!!) and his youngest son, Sammy who kinda serves as his driver/body guard.




Once we found out his country of origin we've taken to affectionately calling him: 

One of the bar regulars, a pretty straight laced "normal" guy, told us of a completely insane night of debauchery he had with Amor and he contributed his version of  the living(?) legend:


 He is a wild, hard drinking, chain smoking man of mystery with a bizarre accent and a wardrobe that Michael Jackson or any deposed emperor would envy!  



rod, kennedy, jeff