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To: David J. Belew
From: John Trent
Subject: Dinner
Dear David,
Remember how after I got Patty to do that Dining Section expose on hard-to-get-in
restaurants, and how yours was the only one that she declared worth the three month
wait? And you said I had a table anytime I wanted? Well, I want one. For two.
And you've got to hold it under the name of Max Friedlander, and when I show up,
that's how your staff should greet me. Okay? Also, make sure you've got ice cream with
chunks in it for dessert. Chocolate chunks are best.
That's all I can think of right now. I'll call later to confirm.
John
To: John Trent
From: David J. Belew
Subject: Dinner
John, I hate to disappoint you, but at Belew's, rated four stars by the illustrious
newspaper for which you toil daily; three stars by the Michelin guide; top restaurant in
New York City by Zagat's; and recipient of not one but two Beard awards, thanks to the
culinary talents of yours truly, we do not serve ice cream with chunks in it.
No, not even chocolate chunks. I will, of course, see that a table is held for you,
and even instruct my staff to call you Max Friedlander. But I'm afraid I must draw the
line at chunks.
Dave
To: Mel Fuller
From: Nadine Wilcock
Subject: You must be feeling better
Or is there some other reason why you are humming I Feel Pretty under your breath?
Which, by the way, is only slightly annoying to those of us who have to work near you.
Nadine