25 Aug 2016

Cordial of Wisdom | August 2016

Cordial of Wisdom | August 2016

Last month I offered the first “Cordial of Wisdom” from behind the bar in the Lobby Lounge, featuring the imaginative, pun-laden, talismanic words of wisdom of Val, who has been with the Hotel for decades.  Today, I offer you Thomas.  At first, he smiled and said, with so much conviction, “I think I’m too young to […]

9 Aug 2016

“Checking In With” Carol, Our Sunday Brunch Host | August 2016

“Checking In With” Carol, Our Sunday Brunch Host | August 2016

“Checking In With” Carol, Sunday Brunch Host Here at The Pfister, I treat everyone the same.  I know they’re human beings: they all put their pants legs on one leg at a time. I have been in hospitality for thirty years–I started out in banquets here at the Hotel–but I also have a huge theater background.  I […]

28 Jun 2016

Cordials of Wisdom | July 2016

Cordials of Wisdom | July 2016

She works Tuesday through Saturday behind the bar in the Lobby Lounge, but in one sitting dispenses enough wisdom for an entire week (although she would probably chuckle her inward chuckle at me calling her quips and quivers “wisdom”).  She moves behind the bar with grace but always looks like she has a trick up […]

15 Jun 2016

“It Doesn’t Cost a Lot of Money to Be Nice”

“It Doesn’t Cost a Lot of Money to Be Nice”

For their 60th wedding anniversary, they went to Bora Bora. For their 61st, Niagara Falls. For their 62nd, Nashville, their 63rd Dallas. They had a staycation in a Kauai Hilton last year. And for this, their 65th anniversary, Joanne told Jim to surprise her.   Even a couple of hours before her anniversary dinner at […]

12 Jun 2016

Jazz Virgin

Jazz Virgin

I admit it.  I’m a jazz virgin. But The Pfister Hotel is going to initiate me. At the Mason Street Grill on Wednesday evening, after listening to part of a set by the Jamie Breiwick/Mark Davis Duo, I snuck up to a table where a woman was sitting alone. Her companion had just temporarily vacated his […]

30 May 2016

“You Can’t Take My Bones”

“You Can’t Take My Bones”

Last Thursday evening, I had an hour to kill before I met a good friend and colleague for dinner in Bay View.  Dressed in my “Pfister casual,” as I’m calling it–dark denim and an almost black-blue and silver short-sleeved shirt–I settled into one of the sofas in the lobby, ordered an Old Fashioned from Ellie, […]