Let's talk about Dad Lunch.
“Around 1pm he opens the fridge, leaves it open for 20 minutes, and throws together cured meats and cheeses."
Good afternoon everyone. It is a real Norman Fucking Rockwell! week in my house.
Today’s letter includes: a case for falling in love with your coworker and opening a restaurant together, a scoop on Nick Axelrod-Welk’s new business, and a new finance publication that prides itself on anonymous contributions.
“I’m not anti-newsletter; you are reading mine right now. The ones that actually stick with me, like Feed Me… have a real point of view and, more importantly, a reason to exist. They’re smart, practical, and don’t waste your time.” - Chris Black for GQ
Last night while inhaling a plate of prosciutto with my friends at Casa Cipriani, the Feed Me Tip Line lit up:
“Tonight there’s an underground finance bro meets house music party where every DJ is… a lev-fin guy. The entire Blackstone Credit crew has taken over Carriage House, owned by a former Blackstone PM who now hosts artists like Fred Again and A$AP Ferg. I volunteer as primary witness to say the lev-fin-to-DJ pipeline is real.”
It wasn’t the first time this week that I’ve been asked to cover a party — a tech company asked me to cover an event that happened a week prior that I didn’t attend, and a magazine asked me to tip off a party that’s happening next month. Since
’s party reporting column launched earlier this year, invitations to attend have warped into invitations to “cover the party in Feed Me.”I’m not sure this much behind-the-scenes maneuvering is supposed to go into party reporting. I need to check with
.This morning, I asked the anonymous finance party attendee (a she) why she felt the need to flag this event to me. “I walked in and was like this is so Feed Me coded.” Help. She said the rotating cast of DJs included a distressed trader from J.P. Morgan and a high-yield trader from Barclays. She also said the event doubled as a Movember fundraiser, and that every “6’5” blue-eyed finance guy was sporting a fresh pornstache.” I asked if she used ChatGPT to write the recap she sent, and she said, “I wrote it myself but I did ask ChatGPT for feedback on one line but honestly didn’t love what it had to say lol.”
The silver lining to this whole thing was stalking Gordon McKemie, the former Blackstone MD behind Carriage House and its associated members club, Carriage Club, which costs $3,600/year. About the same as Casa Cipriani.