Have you ever seen someone saber off a champagne cork? Me neither -- until last night. See the video below to watch this man (who was half in the bag, BTW) saber off the top of a Pommery bottle. It was amazing and -- in hindsight -- so totally dangerous. The sliced top of the bottle actually landed on Patty's chair. See for yourself as the crazy pony explains what happened...
Anyhoo, we had FUN last night at Araxi's Oceans + Bubbles party. On our way to the party in the cab, Patty and I joked that we hadn't left the house to go out at 10:00pm for ages. The party, which started at 10:30pm and went until sunrise (no doubt), was held at a wonderful restaurant known for its seafood and raw bar called Araxi. It's a sexy little spot we've eaten at before, but the Cornucopia Festival transformed it from intimate dinner spot to lavishly sexy champagne lounge with endless waiters serving spoonfuls of seared ahi and asparagus, skewered braised short ribs and an all-you-can-eat sushi bar where signature rolls kept on coming in mass quantity until you, too, turned into a little roll yourself. Wake up, little sushi, wake up. It was delicious and superfun and we met lots of hipsters from all over. We'll be back for more Cornholing next year!
We're up here in Montreal, Quebec having a gay old time for Pattycake's birthday (I'm also working on a piece for CURVE about Montreal). What fun we're having, getting into all kinds of "problèmes" (Frenchie for trouble). We've tooled around Old Montreal (the sexieist and most romantic place on earth), shopped our booties off and eaten enough pomme frites to induce a massive heart attack. We're on our way out the door, but I thought I'd throw a few pics up for "shits et fou rire" (shits and giggles).
The photos: Patty in front of Notre Dame at twilight, Lipstick in confession at Notre Dame, Patty enjoying a pecan tart in Old Montreal, us having drinks at Saloon in Le Village, a Catholic church with a gay flag in the back, and the fall trees *sigh* on Mount Royal. If you've never been to Montreal, take the two minute tour HERE.
Pattycake and I went golfing yesterday at the most beautiful course I've ever played. It was in the British Columbia Cascade Mountains right outside Whistler in a town called Pemberton. I've been working from Whistler this week (I know, poor me) and thought I'd share these photos from yesterday. Although you can see snow here on the mountains, it was hotter than a mofo (38 celsius) on the valley floor. I played the best game of my life, too. Must have had something to do with the backdrop!
On Friday, I surprised Pattycake with an afternoon at the Vancouver Aquarium. But there was a twist. What she didn't know as we parked at Stanley Park was that we were not simply going to oooh and awww over the new baby beluga Qila, but we were going to get to feed the sea otters! Do you remember that viral video of those two sea otters holding hands that made its way around the globe last year? It was even on Ellen! See below. Well, those two furry sea otters were Nyack and Milo. And Friday, we got to give Milo his afternoon snack of razor clams.
The Sea Otter Encounter (as the aquarium calls it) started with a class where we learned all we've ever wanted to know about otters--they're a part of the weasel family (did you know a ferret and a weasel are the same thing, but ferret is just what they call domesticated weasels?), they're neutral position is on their backs, when they love another sea otter (or a trainer) they bite them on the nose (hard, I hear!), and the only place their furry coat is connected to their bodies is at their wrist and at their head (so they can easily whip their fur around so they can groom). I won't bore you with anymore details, but we had so much fun!
Because I didn't tell my Pattycake that we were going to be preparing the food for and feeding the sea otters, she wore her favorite Prada sandals for the evening. Oops--I didn't look down at her feet when we left the house! You should've seen the look on her face when they asked her to dunk her shoes in the cleansing pool before we went into the kitchen. I snapped a pic of them next to the buckets of clams.
Good times!
Video from yesterday:
Video from Youtube of Milo and Nyack holding hands:
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