Word: barring
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Last Sunday night, while most Boston bars were packed to watch the Red Sox battle the Yankees in controversial game 4 of the ALCS, the Blue Cat Cafe, a pseudo-swanky joint across from Tower Records in Boston, put the game on the backburner for a competition of its own. The lounge and bar played host to the first round of the "Quest for the Best Bartender in America." The competition, sponsored by Skyy Vodka and Major Peter Cocktail Mix, is national in scope, with Sunday's winner to travel to Disney World in Orlando for the finals in November...
...Eric Papachristos, who tends at Caprice bar, won the competition after a mix-off against Miguel, also from T.G.I. Friday...
...Turow's fictional Kindle County, the by now palpable Midwestern arena of his previous best sellers and, fairly transparently, Turow's home turf of Cook County, Ill. For proper distancing, Robbie's outlandish tale is narrated with understated sympathy by his lawyer, a squeaky-clean member of the bar who is named after his distinguished ancestor, the colonial Virginian George Mason. Robbie's foil is Evon Miller, the latest iteration of one of page and screen's most popular new types: the female FBI agent...
...famously glamorous woman react to the implication that Ron Perelman's edge in such matters is not his billions but six or eight inches in the breadbasket? I began to picture such a guy, hunched over his fourth or fifth gin in a cheap saloon. On the bar in front of him is a well-worn copy of the Times interview and a magazine with Ellen Barkin on the cover. The guy is insisting that Ron Perelman does not have a 28-in. waist...
...delightfully disaffected, but did anyone really care about Last Days of Disco?), Smith began a series of post-yuppie angst-noir with 1994's Clerks, a grimly hilarious movie that combined Seinfeld's inane blabber and outlandishly tragicomic situations with more angst than you could scrub out with a bar of Fight Club's Paper Street soap. After that came Mallrats and Chasing Amy, more dismally delightful chronicles of the post-yuppie malaise, all starring the director (in a requisite self-referential flourish) as the omnipresent Silent Bob. Not content with Stillman's trilogy concept, Smith has spawned an entire...