Fork in the Road was at Avery Fisher Hall last night for the James Beard Awards and their boozy, overfed aftermath. Gin and caviar were dispensed freely in the press room, where journalists played dress-up and award winners pressed flesh, grinned amid the flashbulbs, and basked in adulation. The ceremony was but a three-hour warm-up for the gala that followed, where meticulously coiffed attendees bum-rushed long tables crowded with diminutive portions of expensive food, guzzled vast quantities of alcohol, and reveled in an atmosphere that most likely resembled that directly preceding the fall of the Roman empire. Click through for photos of the evening, or what we remember of it.
“Tom, who now lives in the Bronx, was raised on a plantation in the Delta. Emmett Till was one of his best friends. Indeed, he was with Till until about 7 p.m. on the horrible, legendary 1955 night when Till was murdered allegedly for whistling at a white woman.”
“At the center of the criticism is the chief articulator of Bush’s imperial presidency,” we reported in 1992, “the man who wrote the legal rationale for the Gulf War, the Panama invasion, and the officially sanctioned kidnapping of foreign nationals abroad.”
"While it's tempting to celebrate exuberantly the demise of yuppie culture and all the other horrendous phenomena of the Reagan/Thatcher/Koch era, capitalism is not notable for its equitable division of pain"