The Bruni Digest

In which I sit on a dirt mound somewhere in Brooklyn with my ears pricked, waiting for New York Times head restaurant critic Frank Bruni, who I imagine to be a Venetian count in a huge ruffled collar, to dole out stars from the inside breast pocket of his brocaded chamber robe. This blog is predicated on the suggestion that every Wednesday, in the Times Dining Out section, Frank lays a huge faberge egg of hilarity.

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I am fiscally irresponsible, which means I have weak bones and a dorsal fin. And a penchant for dining out, even though I am, in the words of many rich people, a "poor people". I make a different face when speaking each of the foreign languages in which I am shittily proficient.

Friday, March 04, 2005


Wanna see me perform sketch comedy with my group, the Wiener Philharmonic? every Wednesday except the 16th through March at Juvie Hall, 24 Bond Street, 9:30 pm. Here's a mille-feuille made of thousands of paper-thin layers of buttery idiot-talk to gnaw on while you endure your doubly hard wait for Wednesday.

PS: why not the 16th? Because our producer, Jon Friedman, will be hosting his Rejection Show at PS 122, featuring Jessi Klein, Bob Wiltfong & Matt Oberg, Marisa Acocella & Mort Gerberg, Tod Levin, and Wiener Philharmonic's own Langhorne Fisher.


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