Our Dinner with the Mob.
Broos likes steak, so on Saturday reservations were made for supper at Ruth's Chris. We were a party of 18. The restaurant seated us in a banquet room, where we took up one of the three long tables.
We'd been there maybe an hour when a rowdy group of male diners was escorted in to take over the other two tables. Now, we have no proof they are truly 'the Mob' but I have never seen so many untucked dress shirts unbuttoned to the waist matched with drapes of gold and silver chains at the throat. One of the group even appeared to be an Elvis impersonator, if Elvis were in the Mob and short with no neck. Our party members exchanged discrete glances and a few jokes. We weren't a particularly quiet group, but the Mob was extremely boisterous.
I noted to Kevin that because there were mostly flashy white guys with a handful of Asians in their group, perhaps the yakuza and the Mob were up to something. This suspicion was bolstered by a toast the godfather-figure made referencing one of their members "sealing the deal."
Kevin said that if some of their group got up and wandered out, he would drop his napkin to the floor to avoid being blown to bits by the machine gun fire sure to follow. And then half their table did get up to leave; we exchanged more glances. When the Mob reentered the room, one of them got up and began to fiddle with the blinds and Kevin dropped his napkin to the floor.
The Mob was impressively boisterous, which rendered normal conversation at our end of the table impossible. It was a bachelor party; their tables resounded with toasts and jokes. The godfather-figure thanked us (loudly) for putting up with them; I thanked him for buying our dinner (which fortunately he didn't hear or I probably wouldn't be here now).
And after dinner, we went to the Beach, where we danced all night (truly, I did not stop dancing until midnight or so). One of our players was really pretty impressive in his dance moves, doing the splits and stuff. I asked him to do a backflip, but the floor was a bit too crowded :( Kevin proved to be quite the dancer, too, as he was almost always out there as well. Once they opened the club to the public, I wandered upstairs with some of our VIP folks and sat and chatted for a bit before we went back to the hotel.
I had a really nice time on this trip. :) I hope I get to go again next time!
Broos likes steak, so on Saturday reservations were made for supper at Ruth's Chris. We were a party of 18. The restaurant seated us in a banquet room, where we took up one of the three long tables.
We'd been there maybe an hour when a rowdy group of male diners was escorted in to take over the other two tables. Now, we have no proof they are truly 'the Mob' but I have never seen so many untucked dress shirts unbuttoned to the waist matched with drapes of gold and silver chains at the throat. One of the group even appeared to be an Elvis impersonator, if Elvis were in the Mob and short with no neck. Our party members exchanged discrete glances and a few jokes. We weren't a particularly quiet group, but the Mob was extremely boisterous.
I noted to Kevin that because there were mostly flashy white guys with a handful of Asians in their group, perhaps the yakuza and the Mob were up to something. This suspicion was bolstered by a toast the godfather-figure made referencing one of their members "sealing the deal."
Kevin said that if some of their group got up and wandered out, he would drop his napkin to the floor to avoid being blown to bits by the machine gun fire sure to follow. And then half their table did get up to leave; we exchanged more glances. When the Mob reentered the room, one of them got up and began to fiddle with the blinds and Kevin dropped his napkin to the floor.
The Mob was impressively boisterous, which rendered normal conversation at our end of the table impossible. It was a bachelor party; their tables resounded with toasts and jokes. The godfather-figure thanked us (loudly) for putting up with them; I thanked him for buying our dinner (which fortunately he didn't hear or I probably wouldn't be here now).
And after dinner, we went to the Beach, where we danced all night (truly, I did not stop dancing until midnight or so). One of our players was really pretty impressive in his dance moves, doing the splits and stuff. I asked him to do a backflip, but the floor was a bit too crowded :( Kevin proved to be quite the dancer, too, as he was almost always out there as well. Once they opened the club to the public, I wandered upstairs with some of our VIP folks and sat and chatted for a bit before we went back to the hotel.
I had a really nice time on this trip. :) I hope I get to go again next time!
posted by Owl Chick at 6/13/2005 07:46:00 AM
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