Leslie is my publicist over at STC. We have an understanding. If an event involves food or beer, It also involves me. As in, don't even bother calling me just put my name on the flyer.
Technically I gave up beer a few years ago because of a very awkward exchange between myself and a trainer at my former gym, which was one of those places where employees openly solicit potential one-on-one clients. "I can help you lose that baby weight!" he said enthusiastically. I didn't need to tell him that I have never actually had a baby, he realized it before I was even finished carefully arranging the look on my face. TC thought this was extremely funny, and the next time he bought one of those little kegs that everyone was so wild about last summer he referred to it as "Our Little Blessing". Since that day I only drink beer when its for a good cause, or when its much much too hot to drink wine. Or if I'm poolside. Which is why, long story short, I go to Brooklyn a lot. Every single promotional event that Leslie gets us involved in over there there seems to include Pabst Blue Ribbon or a local micro-brew, always for a worthy cause. Occasionally, there are bagels. Pizza is often delivered. I usually try to eat beforehand. BUT, not this coming Sunday, when I am honored to have been asked to be a JUDGE at the 1st Annual Brooklyn Pie Bake Off Benefit at Spacecraft and for one of my favorite charities: Bags For the People. Beer will be served. Pie will be judged. I will look like I am in my third trimester by the time they stuff me into the cab and send me back to Manhattan. Actually, I should demand a private car so that I can lie down on the ride back. I may stop eating on Friday in order to take full advantage.
Take a look at the details, contest rules, and other specifics here, and I will see you there!