Category Archives: alcohol

Notes From the Carlyle…July 2019

Posted on July 18, 2019 by Susannah Bianchi

The rain blew me right in the front door. Alright, I’m exaggerating, but it did influence my entrance. Perils of a skinny girl who felt she was levitating. I decide to behave and go straight to the ante room off … Continue reading →

Posted in alcohol, Beauty, Culture, humor, inspiration, media, New York City, sexual relationships, Uncategorized, words, writing | Tagged Bemelman's Bar, birthdays, John Keats's poetry, not drinking, old lovers, romance, The Carlyle Hotel | 29 Comments

She Got The Chair

Posted on June 13, 2019 by Susannah Bianchi

My pal, Mr. Imma, otherwise known as Sorryless, inspired this with his comments concerning the self-absorbed habits of the very rich. I was in my late 20s, my clarity impressive, when I lived in my garret of an apartment with … Continue reading →

Posted in alcohol, Culture, Family, Fashion, humanity, money, New York City, Women and men | Tagged Housing Works Thrift Shop, https://sorryless.com/, shabby chic, The King Cole Bar St. Regis Hotel, the very rich | 45 Comments

Staying The Course

Posted on May 28, 2019 by Susannah Bianchi

I’m in hell right now due to a bevy of reasons I won’t list since, whining never helps anything. Now wining is a different story, but it’s much too early to crack open a bottle of red. I talk openly … Continue reading →

Posted in alcohol, Health, Home, humanity, humor, women, words, writing | Tagged Bette Davis All About Eve, early dementia, forgetfulness, keep on keepin on, Mr Know It All by John Waters, women of a certain age | 50 Comments

They Were Soldiers

Posted on May 26, 2019 by Susannah Bianchi

I’m very patriotic honoring the past, patient with the future, proud to be an American no matter what’s presently going on. I’m a soldier’s daughter after all. My dad served during the Second World War in the Royal Air Force … Continue reading →

Posted in alcohol, Books, Culture, Faith, Family, History, humanity, inspiration, war, words, writing | Tagged Charge of the Light Brigade, D-Day, Memorial Day 2019, Serving your country, The American Civil War, The Vietnam Memorial | 34 Comments

Call for Miss Bianchi

Posted on May 23, 2019 by Susannah Bianchi

I had a date. Yeah I know, wonders never cease. He’s a guy I see most mornings walking his Jack Russell, my least favorite breed since, they’re about as cuddly as a banker you’re hitting up for a loan…red flag … Continue reading →

Posted in alcohol, Connecticut, Culture, food, humor, internet, media, men, New York City, Women and men, writing | Tagged Audrey Hepburn, French cuisine, inappropriate cell phone use, iPhone XR, Jack Russell Terriers, The Wizard of Oz | 60 Comments

A Fat, Juicy Word

Posted on January 13, 2019 by Susannah Bianchi

I’ve been reading a book on the Gilded Age, code for lavish, over-the-top living in the early 1900s, in the bowels of rich, Victorian New York. A time where Astors, Whitneys and Vanderbilts roamed like diamond laden dinosaurs erecting mansions … Continue reading →

Posted in alcohol, art, Beauty, Books, creative writing, Culture, History, humanity, men, New York City, violence, words, writing | Tagged Astors Vanderbilts and Whitneys 1900, McKim Mead & White Architects, Saving sin City Cummings, The Crime of the Century stanford White murder, The Gilded Age Mark Twain | 37 Comments

Emotional Sobriety

Posted on December 31, 2018 by Susannah Bianchi

The last time I went to the Carlyle to toast Tommy, their late bartender, after two sips I was pretty looped. A red flag if there ever was one. After swaying home I prayed, please God, don’t let this ignite … Continue reading →

Posted in alcohol, creative writing, Culture, humanity, inspiration, modeling, words, writing | Tagged 2019, Alcoholics Anonymous, Anne Lamott, Bemelmens Bar, creative writing, Sober living, To thine own self me true | 76 Comments

Notes From The Carlyle – November 2018

Posted on November 29, 2018 by Susannah Bianchi

I came to Bemelmans to pay homage to Tommy, their long time bartender, who passed away at 78. Though retiring after 53 years in 2012, I always thought somehow he’d come back, like it was all a great mistake. Wishful … Continue reading →

Posted in alcohol, creative writing, Culture, friendship, History, humanity, humor, inspiration, New York City, words | Tagged Bemelman's Bar, The Carlyle Hotel, The Kennedys, Tommy Rowels 1940-2018 | 24 Comments

History Changed Me

Posted on November 6, 2018 by Susannah Bianchi

When my friend David mentioned he drove to Galena, Illinois, it got me thinking of General U.S. Grant, who lived there for a time. Funny I should know that, but then again, not really. I never read much as a … Continue reading →

Posted in alcohol, Books, grace, History, humanity, internet, media, men, Politics, readng, violence, war, words, writing | Tagged Abraham Lincoln, Alcoholics Anonymous, Battle of Gettysburg, Jon Meacham The Soul of America, Reading American History, The Killer Angels Michael Shaara, U.S .Grant | 29 Comments

Is Your Glass Eye Half Full Or…

Posted on October 1, 2018 by Susannah Bianchi

It’s early Saturday when I try entering the bank, my debit card not cooperating, when a skinny black man in army fatigues with a glass eye lets me in. “The bank ain’t open yet,” he says, when he sees me … Continue reading →

Posted in alcohol, Fashion, humanity, humor, men, New York City, words | Tagged humanity to humanity, sober advice, The ATM, urban dialect | 23 Comments