With all of these cherry chopstick houses popping up, it's no wonder someone's spreading rumors about the most successful high-ender thus far. Le Colonial has answered calls from customers and food writers concerned that it was closing shop. Now, I love good gossip, but this is just vicious. The dining room on Cosmo Alley ain't budging, so you all just get in line.
Ready for My Close-Up
David Raymond may seem like a friendly face when you walk into Globe, where he waits tables, but do be careful what you say around him. It may just end up in a movie. Raymond and his wife, Cassandra Robertson, are just back from the Santa Barbara Film Festival, where Sucker Fish -- for which David did the sound while Cassandra was associate producer -- won a Special Jury Mention.
Raymond and Robertson have incorporated under the title of Elephant Trunk Productions -- and they're on the lookout for material. So when at Globe, speak softly and carry a big waiver. And you thought waiters were a lazy bunch. T'ain't necessarily so.
Gentlemen, Start Your Engines
A.G. Ferrari is opening its eighth shop -- the second in San Francisco -- out on Irving Street. Ferrari's prepared meals, fresh noodles, and handpicked food items will fit perfectly into the Inner Irving's hustle and bustle. This new breed of corner store is a trend you should watch: The dusty shoelaces and extensive chip selections of our urban markets are being replaced by the Wine Speculator best-of shelves and the hand-molded cheeses of the Ferraris and Bi Rites.
Quick, before I turn into a bad drag queen version of Liz Smith, I've got to clear my desk of these tasty Hollywood morsels:
Good luck to Christy Turlington and the Up & down Club crew with their new venture on Polk and Broadway, but it's going to take more than a nice set of legs to turn Johnny Love's around. I suggest opening all the windows for a nice long airing out. ... Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston were slurping house-made pasta at Michael Deeb's Venticello on Taylor last week. I bet they have that Lady and the Tramp trick down pat, but what he sees in her? ... Still more Satan sightings oozing under my door: Marilyn Manson brought his dope show to Fuse on Broadway. Maybe Manson was looking for Jeanette Ethridge, surprisingly absent from Tosca's and often found visiting her new friends at Fuse: Christian and Ray.
Gregg Leadley is the latest talented hand to leave the litter box behind for better catnip. Gregg heads to Gordon's House of Fine Eats after a spell 'neath the neon of Le Chat Noir. Also joining him at Gordon's is Will Simkins, veteran mixologist of the Starlight Room.
By Harry Coverte
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