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Besides her administrative duties and her student work, Petersen is also a full-time mom. Her son, Julian, is eight months old. “If he did leave me time I’d paint or do pottery or work out,” she said with a laugh...
...when just being there sets you above hoi polloi: the cheapest low-season rate is $391 for two people per day, and in the high season, $2,926. "Sometimes when guests drop down out of the sky, I feel like I should bellow, 'Welcome to Fantasy Island,'" says manager Julian Moore. "Here, they come to get away from the world." Or their accountants. For reservations, call...
...timers (Kool and the Gang, John Hammond) and younger artists (Kelis, Ash) in the program. Also keep an ear out for emerging artists who use festivals as a chance to introduce themselves to new audiences. "We'll be playing music that thousands of people haven't ever heard," says Julian Casablancas, lead singer of the Strokes, a heavily hyped band from New York. "It's scary but exciting." The Strokes will play festivals in the Netherlands, Norway and Spain following a club tour of the U.K. and Ireland. They'll also perform at the Reading/Leeds Carling Weekend...
...Phil and I headed to the Grill Room at the Four Seasons, the hardest place in Manhattan to get a table for lunch. I approached Julian Niccolini, the managing partner, and said, "I don't have a reservation, but I do have the Stanley Cup." Julian led us to a table and placed the Cup on it. By the end of the meal, nearly every diner had cell-phoned his assistant to bring a camera so he could get a picture with it. When we asked for a check, Julian refused our money. Phil and I belched the satisfied belches...
...Phil and I headed to the Grill Room at the Four Seasons, the hardest place in Manhattan to get a table for lunch. I approached Julian Niccolini, the managing partner, and said, "I don't have a reservation, but I do have the Stanley Cup." Julian led us to a table and placed the Cup on it. By the end of the meal, nearly every diner had cell-phoned his assistant to bring a camera so he could get a picture with it. When we asked for a check, Julian refused our money. Phil and I belched the satisfied belches...