How has your week been? Ours has been kind of meh. But you know who is having the most excellent mid-February? Houston restaurant honcho Tilman Fertitta.
Mr. Fertitta’s publicist—one of Mr. Fertitta’s publicists?—reached out to The Observer to let us know that Mr. Fertitta has been enjoying an awesome week. Unlike some billionaires, Mr. Fertitta does not just buy a $19.5 million condo and throw in the towel. No way. He also opened a Last Vegas restaurant with his business partner Eva Longoria (quite an improvement over the overweight middle-aged men who usually fill out the business partner category) and hosted a lavish Gulf-coast Mardi Gras party featuring a performance by Kool & the Gang. And there are pictures!
In case you spent the summer wondering what a “generational tale” that’s part Bright Lights, Big City, part The Sun Also Rises and part This Side of Paradise might look like, well, wonder no more. Or at least: wonder less.
The book proposal that landed Dartmouth alum and self-styled hazing culture whistleblower Andrew Lohse a contract with St. Martin’s Press found its way on the Internet last week, unveiling the young author’s attempts to conjure the muses McInerney, Hemingway and Fitzgerald.
Mr. Lohse, you’ll recall, enjoyed 15 minutes of fame in April, when he was the subject of a 9,000-word Rolling Stone feature documenting his rise and fall in Dartmouth’s Greek life, including his arrest for cocaine possession, his attempts to call attention to hazing culture, and his work on a memoir.
Joe Ricketts, the billionaire founder of New York media darling DNAinfo, commissioned plans for a $10 M. media campaign against President Obama’s re-election, according to a report in Read More
The first sentence of Carol Vogel’s glowing profile of Alice Walton in the Times today compares the billionaire Wal-Mart heiress—not exactly known for talking to the press—to “Isabella Stewart Gardner, John Pierpont Morgan Jr. and Gertrude Vanderbilt Whitney.”
When Ms. Walton’s Crystal Bridges Museum of American Art opens November 11 this year, it Read More
Observer readers may have lately noticed a new column by the Tuscan-born Four Seasons owner Julian Niccolini, who has referred to himself as a “restaurateur, actor, beekeeper, journalist and winemaker.” So far, Mr. Niccolini has written just like he runs his restaurant: with well-combed, neatly pinstriped, slightly demented glee. This reporter spent time with Read More