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A midtown young professional as spoken of how pleased he is to spend an evening away from the television tonight – even if it costs him half a week’s pay.
Francis Guy, a private asset manager at Funk & Partners on 2nd Avenue, said he’s preparing to drop ‘about $400’ on ‘a bit of shitty pasta and a bottle of wine older than him.’
“It’s a small price to pay,” he said.
“Most nights I get home, collapse on the couch and barely have enough time to take the Hush Puppies off before I hear the velvety voice of Manu or something,”
“God forbid Sal’s got that other celebrity show on, that jungle one. I’d rather have two completely unnecessary knee reconstructions at the same time than watch an episode of that. Anyway, it’s 5 so I’m out the door.”
Just as happy is partner Sally Porce, who took the initiative of booking the restaurant for tonight’s dinner.
Looking toward the French Quarter, the slightly younger professional made the booking back in October at the fabled Pleasure Chest Seafood Grill on Rue du Lapin.
“Francis said just book something, he didn’t give a shit. So I booked a nice place. We’re going to split the bill, it’s 2018 after all.”
“I’ve heard so many good things about the Pleasure Chest, I can’t wait for tonight.”
“Have you spoke to him? What did he say? Did he say he was looking forward to dinner?”
More to come.