Friday, July 18, 2014, Late Show (10pm)
Number 37 was a long overdue introduction to the McKittrick for some of my best friends: John and Billy—who just got married in June—and Billy’s Best Man Barry. For their first visit, I knew they needed the full experience. So we started with some very strong cocktails in Gallow Green. It was my first time visiting the rooftop this season, and I thought it looked stunning. I know a lot of the personal touches have disappeared, but i still think it’s one of the most charming, magical spots in the city.
From there, we dined at The Heath… where the cocktails and wine continued to flow. The staff was superb on this evening, playing along with us; commenting on John and Billy’s recent nupitals. It really was a charming night. For the lottery, we all four received Queen cards—Four Queens! It was great. Although, I must admit that I was quite inebriated by the time the food actually arrived.
At one point, I went to the restroom and on the way back started chatting with John Lindsay. I drunkenly wanted to ensure that at least one of my friends get a 1:1. Lo and behold, all three’s fate had already been decided as each received a separate 1:1. John had the “typewriter;” Barry had the “phone call;” and Billy had “6th Floor.” Each one was perfectly suited for each guy. And I couldn’t have been more pleased. In my intoxicated state, I even asked Mr. Lindsay to dance with me, and he kindly obliged. Thank you for the dance, John, and for kicking off our evening with such magic!
By the time we reached Manderley (through the normal street entrance), I was still feeling quite buzzed. And a glass of champagne cocktail only lubricated me more. I didn’t have much of a game plan for the night. There were some things on my wish list, so I just had to see who was who and what was what. Unfortunatley, the late show was… well, late… so I missed the first ballroom, but quickly sorted out that Boy Witch was Tony Bordonaro. I hadn’t followed him in a while, so I joined up with him for the rave, his shower (gave him towel and shirt) and the decent to the banquet.
I was stil out of sorts (i.e. drunk) and had trouble focusing on the cast. When off to the side, I spied Nurse Shaw—Anna Finkel! One of my wish list items. So, I knew I needed to follow her up to the 5th, which I did. I stayed with her for a while, enjoying her nuanced Nurse. And eventually she led me into her chambers for a 1:1.
By the time the reset came around, I was still fumbling around, but managed to find EAM as Banquo—something I’m always drawn to. So, I followed him through lost luggage and crypt and through the trees to his quarters… where he invited me inside for his 1:1. I’m not sure why—although I suspect the alcohol—but I was extremely weepy during this entire scene. My eyes just kept filling with tears. EAM was pefect and gentle and somehow comforting. Thanks, I needed that.
Despite finding Paul Zivkovich as the Porter (!!), I knew I had a date with Patrick Ferrari’s Fulton and set off for the 4th floor. I enjoyed tagging along with Fulton as he examined Sexy Witch; watched the rave; floated around the 4th floor. By the end of the night, we were the only two together and so he kept me in the funeral parlour for his 1:1. Then he kicked me out. I decided to wait for him and literally was the only person on High Street (besides the black masks). He eventually emerged, but stopped by his tailor shop to pick up his coat. I tried to follow him in, but was denied by a black mask. Luckily he re-entered High Street, took my hand and let me to the finale. And then walked me out.
It was probably the drunkest night I’ve had in the McKittrick, but I still had a great time. I met back up with my friends, who follwed my advice and “went their own way” and each had different stories to tell. Billy completely missed the rave, so he definitely wants to return. While Barry wanted to see more of Macbeth. John got to help dress Boy Witch. So, I think they all had a good time. They left remarking, “OK, we get it. We understand. We all want to come back.”