Celebrities don't go to The Ivy for an intimate lunch with friends. If you're in the public eye, you're making a silent (or not so silent) agreement to "make an appearance" where food also happens to be. Or as the bitingly hilarious Michael K. from D Listed puts it: THE IVY: Where THIRSTAY hos can quench their thirst on $30 lemonade and camera flashes.
Any city dweller knows the perils of dining al fresco, with fearless pigeons scuttling for crumbs. Paparazzi do the same thing at The Ivy, dragging cameras and waiting for crumbs. I get the up-and-down until they realize I'm not thin enough to be famous, then they move on to the next person in oversized sunglasses.
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I think the real problem is that it's overpriced. If they brought their costs down, people won't fly into such a tirade when they recount their dining experience. Because at the end of the day, some of these people seem pissed that they plopped $60 down on a grilled cheese sandwich and got no star sightings out of it. Most of the time, that's what it's really about.
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