I must say, this has been my absolute favorite episode of Eat, Drink, Love to date!!
We start out at Tinga, where I definitely need to apologize to Kat about being my blunt self. I have said it before, and I will say it again… Kat is a friend. I have never said that she sleeps with who she writes about. I have heard that she has a reputation for doing so, so I told her. How quickly the blame is placed on me. Needless to say, I do know a lot about Kat’s social life that she has told me herself. Will I contribute to the rumor mill by confirming what she has told me and what she says herself on camera? No.
Moving on. Poor Jess. I can’t believe Harry Morton was this much of a coward not to meet with her face-to-face to fire her if he felt he needed to. What a snake. To treat a loyal employee in such a manner just shows that he has no business sense. But not sure what I expected from a restaurant owner that fell into the family business with no real qualifications.
On to my dinner with Waylynn and Kat at The Colonial. Love this place. Like Waylynn says, it is great to work in the restaurant industry because we do get VIP treatment from our fellow colleagues. I love that we didn’t even have to order! A wine-paired dinner off-the-cuff? Sign. Me. Up.
At this point, my work troubles are really coming to a head. I loved seeing Joey for lunch since again, great to have a fellow woman in the biz provide feedback. And the fact that she is leaving my office to get married was a perfect excuse to bitch about what’s going on without it getting back to my bosses… yet.
OK, onto wine country… lots to say about this trip. Let’s start by addressing that Kat invited Lindsay. The fact that I just told her at dinner that Lindsay is on my shit list, and yet she is coming away with us for the weekend is obviously conniving. Clearly it is still tit for tat, and I’m thinking Kat wants to take the heat off of the both of us. And now there is also other drama between Jess and Lindsay… Kat clearly wants to divert the attention away from her.
The best way she could have done this? This amazing house in wine country!! Well done, Kat! Probably one of the best weekend getaways I have had in awhile. But, on to the farming component: I am always one to appreciate farm-to-table dining, but anyone who knows me is that I am not into the physical labor in support of the concept. Nina was right-on in her comment about the “easier job.” Do I love the farming process? No.
Wine tasting is a completely different topic! Sunstone was one of the most beautiful wineries I have been to. Our host, Bion, was so gracious and sweet. Of course, just two minutes into my conversation with him, Lindsay butts her head into the conversation. No wonder that after some wine I introduced her as a “cocktologist.” Whoops. I meant mixologist. Can’t get my bartender terms down…
Onto the confrontation… Lindsay just said in the car she is “very good friends” with my boss. So the fact that she claims that she hasn’t spoken to my boss in months is ridiculous, especially when my boss told me they speak all the time. Am I the only person that finds Lindsay’s condescending tone absolutely unbearable? She is awful. She thrives on drama. I was right saying that the only thing to get me through this weekend is wine. I’m making no apologies for that.
P.S. Lindsay… if you are going to make an obscure reference to a 1930s comic strip with “milquetoast,” know what the hell it means. For your reference, it means “dysphemism for a weak, timid, or bland person.” Clearly you haven’t spent enough time around me to know I am none of the above. Idiot.
As an aside, did you all hear the quote from Kat saying “Brenda doesn’t make things up”? Just saying...
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