"the" Mrs. Astor

Saturday, July 07, 2012

I know I've said for five years, but this time I mean it:  NO more Fourth of July parties.  As if the idiotic fireworks were not enough, nor the blistering heat, there seems to be no end to the demand for exotic food.  It's not as if I can just go to Epicure and buy possum, rat, or dead birds.....I have to catch them myself.  My friends have gone beyond the pale in their expectations.  So, I am putting my satin slipped foot down once and for all.


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