It is Friday and given that somewhere in the Empire the sun is over the yard arm, it is time for a drink, preferably a gin and Dubonnet. My favorite place for a drink of a Friday evening or any evening for that matter, is the Oak Room at the Algonquin Hotel. I know there are lobbies infinitely more fashionable but the Algonquin with its deep dark oak paneling, golden nicotine tinted murals, pompous old long-case clock and really uncomfortable furniture just works for me. I love it. I first went at the invitation of an old friend before the theater and go back whenever I'm in the city. That same evening I learned about Dorothy Parker and the rest of the Algonquin Round Table, or as they called themselves, the Vicious Circle.
"You can drag a horticulture, but you can't make her think." Dorothy Parker
An interior design history enthusiast and in my own way an erstwhile chronicler of those I call the Lost Generation - those men, some of them gay and many of whom died of AIDS in the 1980s and 1990s, and who are to a great degree forgotten.