One of the things I love about the East Hampton Grill is that it makes 6 p.m. out east feel like 8 p.m. in New York City or 10 p.m. in Madrid: bustling, sexy, and like the center of the world—all year long. This Wednesday, when I observed to the hostess Erica that there was no such thing as Tumbleweed Tuesday at the restaurant, she rolled her eyes and told me that I was not the first person to say that. Like other Hillstone properties, it will start serving grilled artichokes from Castroville, California, in late September. Something to look forward to.
I don’t believe in an off-season. That’s part of the reason I started this project: to tell the many, many stories that keep unfolding after BFA stops taking pictures and Bethenny Frankel closes the Supermodel Café. There’s so much I’m excited to share with you this fall, from a few juicy trials that you won’t read about anywhere else, to on-the-ground dispatches from the Hamptons Film Festival, to real-estate scoops, to interviews with movers and shakers.
It was fun meeting readers yesterday at a live taping of Puck’s “Fashion People” podcast on the topic of “taste” with Lauren Sherman, Poshmark’s Elizabeth von der Goltz, and Indre Rockefeller (In case you missed it I talked all things Hamptons Chronicle on an earlier episode in August). We discussed Ina Garten’s observation on Kara Swisher’s podcast that taste should feel like connecting with your inner voice, and what you liked as a child. I used to play newspaper as a kid, so this project is a delight to create. I’m considering making a Thanksgiving print issue.
In today’s newsletter, for paid subscribers: the story of the late artist Lucien Smith’s last work, to be shown in Wainscott in the coming weeks; a beloved ice-cream truck driver shares the weird ice-cream bar old people can’t get enough of; a member of the Shinnecock Nation shares a dispatch from the 80th annual Shinnecock Powwow; a fracas erupts over Adam Lindemann’s Julian Schnabel sculpture; and Jon Hamm disappears.
