the salt and pepper martini

with a run like we've had this summer leading into a short fall and now a premature winter, it seems like a good time to tone down liver destrado.  and with the lair and the other 3500 sq ft pad avail for house gatherings, we're ready to bundle up with the short list of guest and get crazy just from delivery and running around the coffee table.  and so we stayed in for the first saturday in a long time however that's only because by 9pm we were seriously shitfaced.  saturday afternoon coffee @ mercer is a very new york way to catch up on resumes, job hunts, gossip chat and good coffee.  i had 2. i shared the latest in drama....which was a great precursor to move the scene downstairs.  for vino. and for tiff, an elderflower cosmo. wtf is elderflower anyway?  mercer kitchen turned into zoe.  zoe turned into a 500 bill of pizza's and salt and pepper martini's.  salt and pepper martini's turned into merc bar.  and then of course.  back to the lair. 

"frank, take your pants off!"

2 seconds later, his pants were hanging around his ankles and he was on top of mikey chau.