Remember how Vanity Fair whored out one of their editorial assistants? Well, said assistant, Bill Bradley, went out on a date to glamorous restaurant Waverly Inn with a lucky reader named Julia–and documented the whole thing for VF readers.
So, how did it go?
Julia says:
Upon seeing the menu, I was a little nervous about what I could order—was it just the mac & cheese, or could I drink too?—but Bill quickly assured me that the magazine was sparing no expense. We then proceeded to squeeze the most out of the V.F. dollar, ordering cocktails, a bottle of wine, mussels, tuna tartare, risotto with truffles, steak, and bananas foster and a nice liqueur for desert. By the time Emil Varda, the restaurant’s owner/manager, came over to check on us, I felt like a million bucks.
And as for our intrepid assistant Bill:
I like Vanity Fair and think they do good reporting, but the two things that have always sort of bugged me are a) they sometimes read like Us Weekly for super-rich people, and b) they have an annual ‘green’ issue that always uses an absurd amount of paper.