Yesterday, Grub Street reported on last weekend’s South Beach Food & Wine Festival, with the help of a correspondent who was amusing and informative, describing the scene in terms of events, gossip, and celebrities.
We here at EfV had a correspondent as well! Not surprisingly, ours was a lot less demure and a lot less professional. S/he also insisted on anonymity, and we’ll go to jail if we have to to keep that promise.
Here’s a smattering of emails and text messages we received during the course of the fest. It was a real pleasure.
I’m lying on the beach right now. Could be worse. Too bad I forgot to shave my pits.
topless bathers! Right here on the beach!! Scandal!!
Ummmm. In the audience of the food network award show (hideous form of torture). Wow. It’s scary. Paula dean has problems.
green eggs n ham just won “classic read.” who will accept? all the stage lights are in our eyes. i’ll tell you everything i know, just turn down the f’in lights
btw, i’ve seen mikey, sam, and ilan so far.
did i mention jeffrey [chodorow]’s evil offspring are here? oh, and al roker bbq? no thx.