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Car Forum / Ferrari Cars / September 2004MCPD's Big fat NYC wedding....
Indeed it was. I would like to post a rustic monologue describing the whole event, but, to be honest, I'm at a loss. Perhaps it's the late hour, perhaps it's the wine. In brief.... Despite what you might think, Gretchen didn't do a runner. She, against her better judgment and that of the assembled crowd, stayed throughout the entire proceedings and actually married the man! The Crowd - A nice mix of Euro types (What's up with those wacky Belgians?), Tennessee's finest (Gretchen's family, very nice, very Anti-Bellum/Scarlet O'Hara like), the delegation from Staten Island (Mr & Mrs Phil), the Oh-high-oh party (Mr. and Ms Borland) and the low life Southern California types (Tiger and Crew Chief, myself and the hit of the party one MC!). A very strange and wonderful mix of folk indeed. Clothes - Sadly, Duffin didn't arrive bedecked in Capri pants. He was rather nattily dressed in black (how very NYC of him) with a Cavallino tie pin. Thankfully, the bride wore white. As for the rest of the crew, I alone was not "suited" (there's a story there, but I was much cooler than the rest temperature wise if not style wise), Tiger was adorned with surprisingly few spiders, Borland actually came dressed (unlike his photo on the directory...), Tiger liked Phil's tie (silvery black, just like his hair!) and the winner for snappiest dresser goes to MC! He does clean up well (nice suit). The setting - Central Perk, uh, Park. Very nice indeed. There must have been about a dozen weddings on or about the same time. I was caught up in a Nubian festival (very Coming to America....) until I realized that it wasn't at the right wedding. I did get an invitation to come to the reception but I don't go north of 125th street. The event was wonderful (Gretchen was a vision and Paul was a rock!). A rather confused journey in limos to the restaurant followed. The food - We were all confused by the menu and even our resident Italian (thanks for nothin' Phil!) couldn't suss it out. Needless to say there wasn't much animal on the menu (who'd have thunk that MCPD was a vegetarian!!). We made up for our confusion by drinking large quantities of wine. Much fun was had by all (and photos were taken, god help us...) and speeches were made (and Paul broke us up, and us alone, with a hat reference!!) In the end it was the aaf crowd that remained. What passed between us shall remain just that, between us. Thanks Paul and Gretchen for giving us the chance to meet IRL. We shall never forget it. We wish you all the happiness that we fervently dream of for ourselves. Good night now.... T308 (Who now appreciates this group like never before.....) >(snippage) I couldn't have said it better myself. Excellent description. Can't wait to develop the pictures, not to mention see the ones from the camera that was on the table... :-) Special thanks to MC for the canoli... -Matt- "..." matt borland wrote: >>(snippage) > [quoted text clipped - 5 lines] > > -Matt- "..." I'm still curious as to who got the charge for those, or if there was one. I know *I* didn't pay for them. MC >MC >I'm still curious as to who got the charge for those, or if there was >one. I know *I* didn't pay for them. Methinks Mr. and Mrs Duffin will be paying for the wedding and many other things for a very long time to come. Do you think Paul's twigged to the case of Johnny Walker Blue and the bottle of the fine Mouton 1945 that we added to the tab? Let's hope not... T.30 Blood alcohol level... (Hic...) > I'm still curious as to who got the charge for those, or if there was > one. I know *I* didn't pay for them. It was the restaurant manager. The bald guy with the goatee - top man. MCPD  SignatureHttp://www.redmist.freeserve.co.uk (Now featuring the a.a.f. directory) Paul "Snappy dresser" Duffin wrote.. >> I'm still curious as to who got the charge for those, or if there was >> one. I know *I* didn't pay for them. > >It was the restaurant manager. The bald guy with the goatee - top man. Wait, I didn't pay for them. But thanks for calling me the "top man" even if I wasn't in Black/Dirty Navy Blue Versace Capri pants. T3hairs08 <<Can't wait to develop the pictures, not to mention see the ones from the camera that was on the table... :-) Special thanks to MC for the canoli...>> Um... is that one of the pictures from under the table? C. TigerRace1 wrote... >Um... is that one of the pictures from under the table? Someone took a picture of MCs canoli under the table? YIKES! T308 (Who's drunk under the table...) matt borland wrote... >Special thanks to MC for the canoli... Indeed. Very tasty. T308 (Leave the lithium, take the canoli....) >Clothes - Sadly, Duffin didn't arrive bedecked in Capri pants. He was rather >nattily dressed in black (how very NYC of him) with a Cavallino tie pin. He did look dapper. >Thankfully, the bride wore white. As for the rest of the crew, I alone was not >"suited" (there's a story there, but I was much cooler than the rest >temperature wise if not style wise), Tiger was adorned with surprisingly few Emphahsis on temperature. ;-) >spiders, Borland actually came dressed (unlike his photo on the directory...), >Tiger liked Phil's tie (silvery black, just like his hair!) and the winner for I had jet black hair until I joined this ng and starting hanging out with y'all. >right wedding. I did get an invitation to come to the reception but I don't go >north of 125th street. You are wise beyond your years. >A rather confused journey in limos to the restaurant followed. Speak for yourself - you're all flat leavers. >The food - We were all confused by the menu and even our resident Italian >(thanks for nothin' Phil!) couldn't suss it out. Needless to say there wasn't The pasta and clams threw me, I didn't see that coming. But I was spot on with the chicken and the pork chop dishes. >In the end it was the aaf crowd that remained. What passed between us shall We missed that 10:18 bus, good thing there was one more at about 11pm or I'd still be on Canal Street. >remain just that, between us. Thanks Paul and Gretchen for giving us the >chance to meet IRL. We shall never forget it. We wish you all the happiness >that we fervently dream of for ourselves. Here, here! It was a wonderful expereince and we are forever indebted to Paul and Gretchen. It was Serendipity (at least that's what I heard, I think, somewhere between MC pouring me my 7th or was it 8th glass of wine...) >(Who now appreciates this group like never before.....) I luv you guys (and gals) - big group hug. Phil :: I can't wait to get married again just to invite you folks. > Here, here! It was a wonderful expereince and we are forever indebted > to Paul and Gretchen. It was Serendipity (at least that's what I > heard, I think, somewhere between MC pouring me my 7th or was it 8th > glass of wine...) You know, I just can't help myself. Must be all that sommelier-ing I did many years ago and certainly in one or two past lives. But did you notice that, despite having 10 or 20 glasses myself, hardly a drop was spilled? MC <<I had jet black hair until I joined this ng and starting hanging out with y'all.>> But have you always been Italian (or Eye-talian, as your wife told me)? <<We missed that 10:18 bus>> I was hugely disappointed that you two had to leave so early. I'm sorry we didn't get to spend more time chatting. Your wife is lovely, BTW. And a hoot! <<It was Serendipity>> I was expecting a toast to Improbability as well. <<Phil :: I can't wait to get married again just to invite you folks.>> Don't plan it around a major holiday though. Those don't seem to be too lucky for you guys. My sympathies again for your family's loss, but I am so glad that you managed to make it to the wedding. C. > >Clothes - Sadly, Duffin didn't arrive bedecked in Capri pants. He was rather > >nattily dressed in black (how very NYC of him) with a Cavallino tie pin. > > He did look dapper. All that was missing was some hair pomade. No "Fop" for our Paulo. (T308, if nobody else, will get that one). > >A rather confused journey in limos to the restaurant followed. > > Speak for yourself - you're all flat leavers. My simple Ohio brain does not understand your expression. I am but a caveman. Your electric lights confuse me, your, your "television" frightens me... In other words: "Flat leavers?" > >The food - We were all confused by the menu and even our resident Italian > >(thanks for nothin' Phil!) couldn't suss it out. Needless to say there wasn't > > The pasta and clams threw me, I didn't see that coming. But I was > spot on with the chicken and the pork chop dishes. Well, when they don't mention clams anywhere in the description... > >In the end it was the aaf crowd that remained. What passed between us shall > [quoted text clipped - 9 lines] > heard, I think, somewhere between MC pouring me my 7th or was it 8th > glass of wine...) Agreed. > >(Who now appreciates this group like never before.....) > > I luv you guys (and gals) - big group hug. > > Phil > :: I can't wait to get married again just to invite you folks. Don't say that too loud, your wife'll cut you... -Matt- "..." <<Well, when they don't mention clams anywhere in the description...>> It did seem a rather obvious thing to leave out. C. Phil wrote... >:: I can't wait to get married again just to invite you folks. You've already done that twice. Perhaps we can find someone new for your wife to marry this time. MC looks good in a suit... T308 >Phil wrote... > [quoted text clipped - 4 lines] > >T308 Hey, as long as we all get invited to the wedding...I'm easy. Phil <<Despite what you might think, Gretchen didn't do a runner. >> She's far too polite to do that. She would have felt bad about everyone traveling that distance and then being disappointed. Don't put it past her to stay in the country when EuroPaul flies home though. She could come to her senses by then. <<Sadly, Duffin didn't arrive bedecked in Capri pants. He was rather nattily dressed in black (how very NYC of him) with a Cavallino tie pin. >> He looked ever-so British! <<Tiger was adorned with surprisingly few spiders>> The day of the wedding, but the night before I was covered in them. <<the winner for snappiest dresser goes to MC! He does clean up well (nice suit).>> He was gorgeous! Love the suit. I'm on the hunt for something similar for my Crew Chief. <<The food - We were all confused by the menu>> It was Italian. I was a bit disappointed by that as I love Italian cars, Italian wine, Italian gold and Suisse-Italian men, but not so much Italian food. Turned out to be excellent though. I could have gorged myself on those tasty shrimp. <<We made up for our confusion by drinking large quantities of wine. >> I went back to the hotel disappointingly sober. It was good wine. I should have drank more. <<speeches were made (and Paul broke us up, and us alone, with a hat reference!!)>> Heh. <<In the end it was the aaf crowd that remained. What passed between us shall remain just that, between us. Thanks Paul and Gretchen for giving us the chance to meet IRL. We shall never forget it. We wish you all the happiness that we fervently dream of for ourselves.>> Indeed! It was a joy sharing your special day with you and I look forward to spending many more with such good friends. <<T308 (Who now appreciates this group like never before.....)>> What an eclectic bunch we are. Brought together by the love of one marque. What a wonderful world Ferrari is. Everyone is invited to honeymoon with my Crew Chief and me in Italy. Do you think they'd let the whole group into the Factory? C. > <<Sadly, Duffin didn't arrive bedecked in Capri pants. He was rather nattily > dressed in black (how very NYC of him) with a Cavallino tie pin. >> > > He looked ever-so British! He really should smoke ... and maybe wear a fedora. You know, if he was lurking about the street he would look perfect with a cig and the hat. The guy's great and all, but I'm disappointed by the vegetarianism and the no-smoking, etc. Luckily the drinking makes up for it. It's fun to man the harpoon gun when the whale isn't in a position to talk back yet!! (tee hee) > <<the winner for snappiest dresser goes to MC! He does clean up well (nice > suit).>> > > He was gorgeous! Love the suit. I'm on the hunt for something similar for my > Crew Chief. Oh, thank you so much!! I'm sure this Mutual Love Feast thing won't last long. > <<The food - We were all confused by the menu>> > > It was Italian. I was a bit disappointed by that as I love Italian cars, > Italian wine, Italian gold and Suisse-Italian men, but not so much Italian > food. Turned out to be excellent though. I could have gorged myself on those > tasty shrimp. I was all over that quiche appetizer with the pork and mushrooms (I assume that was pork). Funny story: I left with those two spicy pork chops in a doggy bag. They were really a bit too spicy to really enjoy, but I thought I might eat them later if I decided to do out and get lit up after I got back. So, I get back to the hotel, and there's this Irish guy sitting outside having a smoke whom I'd talked to earlier, and he's like "Hey mate, fancy a walk to the pub?" (It's about 2:45 am) I say sure, and I walk in and hand the doggy bag to the desk guy, asking him if he wants them. He says not for himself, but there's a homeless guy who comes by at 5 am and he'll definitely want them. So out we go down Bleecker Street. 1.5 hours later, after several pints and some kind of funny cigarette I was forced, at gunpoint, to smoke, we come rolling back in. Of course, by now I'm hungry, so I ask the guy for the chops back and proceed to heat them up in the microwave and eat them in front of two other homeless guys that were waiting for the free-coffee machine to warm up. I was a cad, yes - but I was a hungry cad. There's a difference! > <<We made up for our confusion by drinking large quantities of wine. >> > > I went back to the hotel disappointingly sober. It was good wine. I should have > drank more. Don't worry - I drank enough for everybody ... and still was "on" enough to elicit a "gorgeous", so I'm counting this trip as an unqualified success. {head swelling rapidly, need release ... the pressure ... the pressure} > <<In the end it was the aaf crowd that remained. What passed between us shall > remain just that, between us. Thanks Paul and Gretchen for giving us the > chance to meet IRL. We shall never forget it. We wish you all the happiness [quoted text clipped - 8 lines] > What an eclectic bunch we are. Brought together by the love of one marque. What > a wonderful world Ferrari is. That's the I can only make like Patrick Swayze here: Ditto! And that's the beauty of it. I believe that Ferraris do this more than any other exotic marque. Sure, there's plenty of the shiny jacket/gold chain/coke fingernail/heavy lease crowd amongst the tifosi, but the true devotees are cultured in so many other ways. Even those from ... Ohio. MC <<Oh, thank you so much!! I'm sure this Mutual Love Feast thing won't last long.>> Sweetie is still your trump card. The next time you get hassled by the police, pull those pics out of your wallet and with teary eyes, tell them that if you go to jail, no one will be home to feed her. <<Don't worry - I drank enough for everybody ... >> Did you ever take your meds? <<and still was "on" enough to elicit a "gorgeous">> Don't forget, I was drinking too. C. > <<Oh, thank you so much!! I'm sure this Mutual Love Feast thing won't last > long.>> [quoted text clipped - 12 lines] > > C. I took my meds. I admit to "shaving" a bit to make sure I was alive and snappy; not doctor-recommended. But who wants to go to a wedding in a depression? Something funny - I just found out recently that I can have Sweetie certified as a "service animal" (emotional support). That means I can bring her on a bus (if I wanted - NOT), and I can't get thrown out of an apartment, or refused a lease, based on a "no-pets" clause. MC MC wrote... >He really should smoke ... and maybe wear a fedora. You know, if he was >lurking about the street he would look perfect with a cig and the hat. >The guy's great and all, but I'm disappointed by the vegetarianism and >the no-smoking, etc. Luckily the drinking makes up for it. Perhaps we can make him smoke second hand? His car smokes doesn't it? >after several pints and some kind of funny >cigarette Marlboro Lights? T308 (Low tar version) > It's fun to man the harpoon gun when the whale isn't in a position to > talk back yet!! (tee hee) Here I am worrying about all the food I consumed in NY and you have to use the word 'whale'. MC-fat-bastard-PD <Homer> Mmmmm... canoli </Homer> SignatureHttp://www.redmist.freeserve.co.uk (Now featuring the a.a.f. directory) >>It's fun to man the harpoon gun when the whale isn't in a position to >>talk back yet!! (tee hee) [quoted text clipped - 4 lines] > MC-fat-bastard-PD > <Homer> Mmmmm... canoli </Homer> Vegetarians don't eat food. They subsist. You just have snuck in a pork chop or a burger in there somewhere ... MC tigerrace1 wrote... >Don't put it past her to >stay in the country when EuroPaul flies home though. She could come to her >senses by then. Wait, I just realized, does this mean that EuroPaul is now eligible for a green card?? >Do you think they'd let the whole group into the >Factory? I don't think they'd let this group into the Cavallino restaurant let alone the shrine itself! T308 Tifosi308 the Argentinian wrote: >Wait, I just realized, does this mean that EuroPaul is now eligible for a green >card?? I don't think they will let him in with those sideburns. Terrorist for sure. >>Do you think they'd let the whole group into the >>Factory? > >I don't think they'd let this group into the Cavallino restaurant let alone the >shrine itself! I think me and MC could convince them to let the group in. Phil Phil the enforcer wrote... >I think me and MC could convince them to let the group in. The only thing that MC could get us into would be the pokey! Prisoner number T308 (Who wonders what Eye-talian prisons are like...) > (Who wonders what Eye-talian prisons are like...) There aren't any. Italians don't go to prison. > > (Who wonders what Eye-talian prisons are like...) > >There aren't any. Italians don't go to prison. A joke: Q: Why don't Italians like the Jehovah Witnesses? A: Italians don't like any witnesses. Bah, da da. Phil MC wrote the following from cell block F... >There aren't any. Italians don't go to >prison. I once interviewed an American Bomber pilot that was in an Italian POW camp for a spell. He said it was so lax that it made Stalag 13 in Hogans Heros look like Dachau.. T309th Airforce <<I don't think they'd let this group into the Cavallino restaurant let alone the shrine itself!>> Well, I'm gonna give it a shot anyway. Better chance of getting us all into the Factory than into the pits. C. > <<the winner for snappiest dresser goes to MC! He does clean up well > (nice suit).>> > > He was gorgeous! Love the suit. I'm on the hunt for something similar > for my Crew Chief. HEY! HEY! I was in Versace - does that count for *nothing* ???! MCPD <sulking>...and it was navy blue, not black SignatureHttp://www.redmist.freeserve.co.uk (Now featuring the a.a.f. directory) <<HEY! HEY! I was in Versace - does that count for *nothing* ???!>> I already said how very British you looked. Sheesh. <<MCPD <sulking>...and it was navy blue, not black>> I knew that, but you don't want me arguing with T308 so I let it go. C. "Tifosiki the Serial Number Greek" wrote some fine words... We're back - got in at noon. The good people at Virgin Atlantic gave us a free upgrade to first - they said we were the best dressed couple (not too difficult around you 'merkins ;-) We're tired, hungry and the whole thing seems a distant, sureal blur right now, but the ring on the third finger of my left hand, and a folded piece of paper with a poem on it reassures me that I am in fact, the luckiest man on this planet. It meant so much to me that you shared this beautiful day with us - I'm not going to write an epic post on the subject, because I just don't have the words right now... ...except two: Thank you. -Paul (and thank you from Mrs Duffin, who has just come in and is sitting on my lap :-) > We're tired, hungry and the whole thing seems a distant, sureal blur > right now, but the > ring on the third finger of my left hand, and a folded piece of paper > with a poem on it > reassures me that I am in fact, the luckiest man on this planet. Ehum? So it's the ring on your finger and a folded note that reminds you, not the hot, smitten lady next to you in your bed? ;) Best Wishes Thomas *from the cold corner of the world called Sweden* Mr. Gretchen Duffin wrote.... > I am in fact, the luckiest man on this >planet. "The luckiest man on the face of the earth". Remember you were in NYC. T308 (Who's going to watch Pride of the Yankees and imagine Duffin in Pinstripe Capri pants...)
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