Bourdain in Beirut, watch out Christian Amapour

Little dittty in the NYT about Bourdain in Beirut.
Wish him safety, even after Richard Johnson, the ass clown on Page Six, names the hotel in which he is holed up, waiting for state department evacuation. (But don’t think for one second Tony isn’t psyched to feel like he’s living in a Don DeLillo novel.)



July 14th, 2006 at 10:43 am
I don’t think anyone is psyched to be in Beirut right now, but I applaud your pop culture reference.
July 14th, 2006 at 11:22 am
I had to look Don DeLillo up. Then that got funnier. I imagine you as a female Anthony Bourdain, with a little Dennis Miller thrown in. Except you’re never annoying like they are. Thanks for that. I could totally see a network trying to get him to weigh in. But I’m sure they already have their own correspondants, who know much more about the crisis.
July 14th, 2006 at 11:44 am
CNN is soooo stupid not to get him on the job. Tony would be a rockin correspondant. Anderson Cooper what’s that sound? Opportunity whizzing by.
July 14th, 2006 at 11:56 am
OK, you know we pretty much worship the guy. I’ve never heard NPR in the kitchen before. But today is the day we suddenly all care about the Isreali-Palestinian crisis. Being don’t-give-a-fuck line cooks, we’re all wondering why Lebanon just doesn’t kick Hezbollah out. Seems pretty simple.
July 17th, 2006 at 9:41 am
I wouldn’t mind being stranded in a Beirut hotel room with Anthony Bourdain. Seriously, though, it’s too bad they’re not getting a show out of this, because Lebanese cuisine rules and I’d love to see Mr. Bourdain get down with some raw kibbeh and Arak, but definitely not with bombs exploding in the background.
Love your blog!
July 18th, 2006 at 2:16 pm
Sorry I’m late on this comment, but as frazzled as I am about this whole lotta Hezbollah going on, I LOVE the image of Tony hunched over a whiskey in a Beruit bar, journaling about the paths his career has taken him. And I’m sure he loves that image, too.
And I love that he loves it. And I’m happy for any romantic respite from this fucked up shite.
July 19th, 2006 at 12:44 am
Maggie Savarino! A late night google of 20-years-ago West Aurora friends pays off!
It’s way more worthy than when he rolled the ATV. You’ve grown up into a wonderful writer.