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Katie Mac is going to kill me – The Campbell Apartment Bar & Lounge

Yeah, she is over in Europe right now according to her Snaps but when she reads this she may fly direct back to JFK just to whip my arse. You see when I moved up here Katie Mac was the first to tell me about The Campbell Apartment in Grand Central Station and how cool it was. I visited it once to meet up with a former client of mine from Memphis (think “Thank You Cattlemens”) but she had to bag at the last minute. It took me a while to find the joint. I mean I have lived up here now 2 years and I finally can make my way around Grand Central without difficulty but it is still huge.

So when RJ and JL (not Social Media JL, Ponzi Scheme JL) were in town this past weekend we made a trip with the Asian Fireman to The Campbell Apartment for drinks. I was in work clothes but I recalled that when they were with old management it was slacks and dress shirts. Thankfully the new ownership relaxed the rules just a tad.

Drinks at the Campbell are old school New York; manhattans, classic martinis and upscale bourbons and scotches. Our group chose Red Wine, Manhattans, a Martini and someone had to keep it real and ordered a Bud Light. The service at The Campbell is impeccable and we had a good time and left after having 2 rounds. Thank God we left when we did, to drink in Midtown Manhattan you pay to play.

Katie Mac – Don’t worry when you come up I promise to take you there.

the-entranceEnter off of the Vanderbilt Pass which is on the West side of Grand Central. To find it inside the terminal is tricky.

plaque-for-the-campbellYou can also look for the sign too.

IMG_1462 (1)Picture from Ponzi Scheme JL – Of the Main Bar and the huge ass ceilings

IMG_1446The Asian Fireman and I win the award for the most expensive drinks in the joint

IMG_1464Even the coasters are fancy

IMG_1465Gold raised lettering too! Patrick Bateman from American Psycho would drink here

Don’t bust my chops, some of you guys drink on Beale Street or the Peabody Hotel.

 

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Pictures of the Week! And its Restaurant Week Too!

Hope everyone in Memphis is trying to stay cool. I am not going to lie, it felt pretty nice this week not sweating into my socks after our rainstorm earlier in the week. The Kid in the puffy coat still takes the cake, bless his heart. We are starting New York’s summer restaurant week that runs till August 18. In other words this is my Graceland or otherwise its like a fat kid eating cake!

daniel-profile-860x574Oh Grainbin Girl is going to be pissed now. Yep we are going to be dining with this man at not one but 2 of his joints for restaurant week.

IMG_1372I think it was best when Rebecca said that this person must be from Belize. It was 70 degrees out folks.

IMG_1365Shout out to Sandy and Rick our former Rowing Coaches – That is big balls rowing right there folks. That isn’t some little lake, it is the Hudson River! #Power #thatswhatshesaid

IMG_1363Need to make it over there one time. I hear it is nice

IMG_1366Now that folks is a Bar!

IMG_1360Went on a boat ride last Sunday. Nice shot of the Brooklyn Bridge and Lower Manhattan in the background.

IMG_1364Some Bitch in the Harbor! And S/O to Boris my new barber! My hair game was on point this past Sunday!

IMG_1368Well we do have the Bakers Dozen shows of Phish at MSG going on now.

IMG_1362Freedom Tower on an overcast day

I will let you know how Dinner was! #donthatetheplayerhatethegame

 

Your Chicago Cubs – World Champions

You know how long I have been wanting to type that? I will be honest, I didn’t think it would ever happen. You know how many times I have cursed the Goat, Bartman and some Cardinal Fans? On the Saturday that I went to Losers Lounge I started getting text messages from friends who were watching the game. I texted our good friend AB and asked if we could crash at her house last weekend. She was up for the challenge and we made our way to Chicago. I am going to let the pics do most of the talking but a HUGE shout out to AB for putting us up and it was great to see my favorite Mexican and her husband as well as baby “Jubo.”  I still keep checking the paper to make sure the Cubs are still World Series Champs.

img_2538Flying into O’Hare and you get it that Chicago is pumped for the Cubs.

img_2534Sunday Brunch at Shaw’s Seafood Joint. This place was legit!

img_2529We had to try the Deep Dish. Yeah I know it is corny but it has to be done. Sorta like having a dirty dishwater dog in NYC.

img_2526Saturday wasn’t the greatest day for being a Cubs fan.

img_2533View from AB’s porch. I really want a porch.

fullsizerenderShout out to Seagraves for the text on Sunday morning.

img_2536Decided to change it up on Sunday and went here to watch the game. It helped b/c we won!

buckleyAB & Mrs. CBT at a Chicago drinking establishment.

img_2528Check out the grease board on the fence. Love these guys. 1 block from Wrigley Field.

wrigleyGreat day, Great friends, Great food, shitty score of the game.

img_2527Now I know why Gurleygurl like Jack Daniels.

14907240_10154394735567107_1848897812945533200_nAint’ it pretty? #flytheW

Have a good weekend. We are busy as we have the Nephew and my mother in town this weekend. Lookout Nike Town.

 

CBT where the hell have you been?

Yeah I know that I have become that guy who has a blog but doesn’t write anything but in my defense I have been kinda busy. After turkey day, we took a cruise, spent the holidays with friends and Santa brought me some new underwear so I have neglected my 3 readers but now I am back! We did a cruise on the Norwegian Pearl and yes we were in the death cabin and thankfully I am still here to report on it. Our stops were Samana, DR, St. Thomas, Tortola and NCL’s private island but as I told someone we could have circled Key West I didn’t care!

Miami Port I knew we were in for something when they delivered a generator that we would later find out was to charge all of the rascals or hovarounds!
You can sing along if you want to “The Love Boat, soon will be making another…”

You don’t have to tell me twice!

Cool shot of Miami and the Carnival Destiny (that Momma and I got married on 13 years ago)

Momma aka Gilligan and Weed playing poolside blackjack!

Pretty much sums it up for me!

WTF happened here why is that wine glass broken?

Matty is throwing Maria under the “She spilled it Bus!”

Is that a little bar off in the distance?

Hey Smales my dingy is bigger than you boat!

Well if you have to do something, you might as well enjoy a sunset!

Got to meet up with Doty in St. Thomas!

Smells like Chicken!

I hate Megan’s Bay!

Sucks doesn’t it?

I mean why the hell are we here, let’s get back on the ship!

Atop the mountain and “Hey look I can see our boat!”

Hmm, I have an idea!

Jan, Gail, Spurs, Dita, Bill, Becky, AJ Bee and Ruthie this one is for you – “Hey Look a Chicken!”

Momma hated the trip as you can see!

And don’t think that we didn’t try to steal one of those suckers, hell we bet “someone” that she needed to ride “reverse cowboy” on one with Pappy at the wheel!

Chocolate Cowboy wasn’t any fun!

Nice Speedo!

Yep we were in the Death Cabin!

Why do I always have pictures taken with bar staff? Strange….
A good time was had by all!
TTK!

Life is good!

I better remind momma to be careful of opening any letter bombs from the message boarders and to keep the blinds shut as we may get a drive by from an angry animal hospital employee as soon as I hit publish because this post is probably going to anger some people. The past month has been kind of stressful at the Trumpet household and I am glad to report that no Momma is not pregnant but she did just sign up with a new and improved band so if you are looking for new digs please feel free to give her a shout. I am not tooting her horn but it is secretly my plan for her to support me in the lifestyle that I need to become accustomed to and here is to hoping that she makes a ton of money and that this blog goes from making fun of kids doing and wearing stupid things to the first “What happened on General Hospital or Guiding light” blog. Go Forth and Make me some money Momma!
Anyway since Momma has changed jobs up a little, we are unable to take our traditional fourth of July trip as the month of July is going to be busy for her so CBT looked into his crystal ball and calender and did some pondering. Now if you have read any of these previous entries you can guess where it is the Trumpets love going trip after trip after trip so I pulled out my Belize Bucket List and here is what said; experience Lobsterfest, Halloween, New Years Eve, Carnival, and the Costa Maya festival. Well since I could not wait for the fall or the winter, I started looking at Lobsterfest as our trip this year. We found some good dates that we could attend and the Crappy Hotel that we always stay at had rooms so now it was time to play the flight watching game.
Well today I hit paydirt as we found some great airfare and what the hell, I booked those beautiful suckers today at lunch! As I was doing the San Pedro Happy Dance, I shot an email to my brothers and sisters from another mother who are forced to live on the island and it just gets better and better….
First of all we will be there in time to chill with some good friends from Kansas, Philly, Houston, and other places as they will be finishing up their vacations as well as chill with our great San Pedro friends – Bonus
Second we will be on the island the same time as some other blog stalkers and of course the blog mayor of Belize and others. (I am trying the Hyperlink out for the first time if you can’t tell)

And lastly we will be there for the Block Party of Lobsterfest and we get to enjoy 2 Sundays on San Pedro this trip! – Someone Slap Me!

First order of Business – Drink own weight in these!

Go Chill at this “shitty bar”

Go find this guy and drink with him too!

After spending so much time in the bars, I may even kiss this man on the Cheek! Or at least ring his damned bell!

Lobsterfest booth (Stolen from the Blog Mayor)

If I am lucky I may get the “you better watch yourself” Maria finger!

Go eat Breakfast at this joint (stolen from Rump Shaker)

If there is time maybe do this, or possibly Home Depot and Bed Bath and Beyond

But in the end we will be smiling like Cheshire cats!

Ok, I need to tell Momma to go close the blinds – Life is good!

TTK!

If you have a daughter, sister or neice – READ THIS ENTRY!

Ahh the Sunday prior to Memphis in May which could only mean the Beale Street Wine Race or as some call it the “run naked through the street party!” Now I must admit as we were walking down to the the entertainment district someone asked if I brought my camera and if I was going to talk about this event and he informed me that he may get a chubby reading this post. All I have to say is sorry RJ, even though I am on the express train to hell, I can’t publish pictures of some mother and fathers sweet little Innocent daughter who may or may not be covering all of her ‘lil bits’ (Even if she were the biggest slut on the bar at Alfreds!) I have friends who have daughters and let me give you this advice – If sweet little daddy’s girl tells you that she is competing in the wine race, LOCK HER THE HELL UP IN HER ROOM THAT DAY! You do not want to know what happens down there! TRUST THE CARBUNKLE!
Anyway the Wine race is restaurant event in which various bars will put a team together and compete in the Parade, Queen of the Vine, Grape stomp, and the big one – The wine Relay race! This year we had great weather and the drunk o meter was pegged by 1PM so a good time was had by all. The Wine relay race is a 4 man team and goes like this; 1 team member opens a bottle of wine, pours a glass and caries all that on a tray up a block to his relay man, 2nd team member opens another bottle of wine, pours a glass and off he goes with 2 bottles, glasses back a block. You are judged on speed and total volume so you may have a fast time but if you broke a bottle then you lose points for that. I must admit that I was on a winning wine race team back in the day and we all shared a 2K grand prize and of course had bragging rites for the year. This year’s winner was Flemmings, with the Gold Strike coming in second.
In the end a good time was had by all and it is a great way to kick off Memphis in May! on to the pictures;

a beautiful day for drinking!
Red Rooster Bar in the Parade

Red Rooster’s queen (that ended up being named queen) She was cute, had fun, wasn’t nasty and did not get all naked. Her mom and dad would be proud.

Miss Polly’s team (love the rolling cooler)

Alfred’s carrying in their queen

More on her later….

BB Kings’ team

Ruth Chris’ Queen

Gold Strike

Is that who I think it is? Yo King!

“I want to thank my momma and daddy for my private skool edumacation, and yes I am dressed like a slut and just wait till they ask me my Queen of the Vine question. I am really going to show my arse!”

Jean Jean the Dancing Machine! She was body painted that morning and looked great!

Ok, we are in Alfreds now and let’s get out the whipped cream and let other girls lick it off of various body parts.

Me and the Silly Goose Queen of the Vine

More people on the bar with whipped cream

Aunt Terry and the Trumpets! (we only see him during festivals yet he lives downtown too!)

Now before you call me a perv, that is Ms Trumpet watching the show too, she and I had a good laugh about some of the girls dancing on the bar!

Check out Mom in the Blue dress on the right

DAMNIT I WANT A DRINK, Move you Skanky Arse out of my way!
Screw it, let’s go outside and check out the wine race that is about to start!

Us and Jean

The horses are nearing the starting gate.

He has good speed but…… Aw Shit!

Brother Pat checking out the race

Not bad, good form, looking good (he dropped everything right after I took the pic)

Man down, Man down! (Sorry Jan & Hon but you can’t lick the street, too much glass)

You have a Baby!!!! At the Wine Race!

Blue Monkey Team warming up!

Dude, you are going to have a bad burn tomorrow

Just like that girl’s feet!

That’s a good way to eliminate spillage.

Oh go ahead and have a seat, it isn’t timed or anything.

Brother Mike King!

The Guy on the left is my former brother from another mother Jay Turney of Chez Phillipe, they had a good heat but came up short this year. I love JT’s facial expressions!

Run JT, RUN!

Back to Alfreds and Mary decided to get Jiggy with it to some Funky Cold Medina!

Liz and Brother Sparks

Me and Anna

I have no idea what Ford is doing….

But it looked like fun, so I joined in!

And another wine race is in the books, now bring on Memphis in May!
Now one more time – Mother and Fathers if you sweet little inocent girl wants to compete in the wine race, make sure she is going to do the grape stomp but other than that she may end up on someone’s hard drive showing her……..
TTK!

Rut Row Uncle Carbunkle is in T-R-O-U-B-L-E!

People ask me from time to time “Carbunkle why don’t you and Mrs Trumpet have any kids?” and my normal response is that I don’t want to to share my toys with anyone else or I don’t want the competition. Don’t get me wrong, it isn’t that I don’t like kids but I don’t know if I could eat a whole one but we spoil everyone else’s kids, case in point my 5 year old nephew. J-bob is a great kid, spoiled rotten, but nevertheless a lot of fun to be around and he is my little sisters boy. At 5 he has already been to Belize twice, numerous trips to Destin and I hear that he is quite the ladies man in that he has many a saddle oxford wearing middle school females affection. One thing that he and I have in common (other than height) is that he and I were both raised to be around adults and were taken everywhere by our parents so we are not that kid that you see in the grocery store who is raising a hissy fit.

Being around J-bob he and I (along with Aunt Sissy) love to harass his mother and grand mother with various comments and or expressions for example when mom was moving into their new house in High Point Terrace. On moving day next door to them were some Hispanic workers painting the exterior of the house and one of them made a wolf’s whistle at my sister which threw her into a tizzy, what did Uncle Carbunkle teach J-bob – to say “Hola Chicka” and then stick out his tongue and move it side to side! Then there was the time that J-Bob was not happy with the fact that it was time to come inside and was trying to play hardball with me, what did I do? I informed J-bob that there were only 2 things that he had to do – Stay White and die. Well with that there are a couple of Uncle Carbunkle words that when he is around me that he can use on occasion and here is where we begin the story…..

On Friday J-Bob wanted one of his little friends to come home with him after school and so he and ‘said friend’ walked over to the girls school where his mother was finishing up and preparing to leave for the day. She informed J-bob that no ‘said friend’ was not coming home with them and that did not sit to well with J-bob and he started a little hissy fit. After mommy informed J-bob that life is tough that J-bob crossed over that bond that he and Uncle Carbunkle have by screaming at the top of his lungs “DAMNIT!” Oh did I mention that when J-bob decided to cross over that line that they were in the main lobby of a private Catholic all girls school in front of many people. Needless to say J-bob’s mother was not to happy with this and I hope that it was the presence of her boss that prevented her from making one of those grocery store scene’s and beating him with an inch of his life.
They leave school and for some reason my cell phone promptly blew up and yes ladies and gentlemen a 39 year old man got ‘time out’ from his younger sister! I apologized to my sister and told her that I would have a little talk with him and I would refrain from using such language in his presence. In my defense, I am at least happy that J-bob used the now banned word in perfect context and I understood that when he yelled it, you could hear it upstairs in the high school.
So the Uncle Carbunkle words are now banned and I even got a lecture from Grandmother’s friends but just wait mommy and grandma till we teach the little bastard how to make the perfect martini!

Sitting in Bar 595 eating dinner

I mean look how we dress him, at least he isn’t wearing faggy clothes like his mother makes him wear.


Loves to come to Aunt and Uncle Trumpets house!

What is not to love about the little turkey butt!

Let us know if you want us to baby sit any of your kids?
TTK!

The Grass is always Greener

This past Friday I was emailing some friends of ours in Belize who live 6 months there and the other 6 in Minnesota and we were exchanging BBQ recipes and Ruthie said that she can not get Jalapeno Peppers down in Belize as they ask frequently at the markets but have no luck. Now everyone has heard the old slogan “Grass is always greener on the other yard” and when we vacation down in San Pedro you accept that you have to change your preferences and either adapt or starve as what was available here in the US isn’t that easy on an island. I always tell our friends who travel with us to SP that are Belize virgins that they need to understand that there are no Golden Arches and the main choices for meat are chicken, pork and fish as beef is a little pricey. One of our friends who went with us actually had never eaten fish before as she is from Iowa and totally had a blast till midweek when she was jonesing for a burger so we sent her to Celi’s Restaurant for their hangover burger and she was good to go after that. So do I feel sorry for those who are on the island and don’t have access to some things that are readily available here in Memphis? -Hell no, they are living in a place that has a great climate all year long, they are willing to make sacrifices and adapt, are a fun loving people and they love it!
Therefore Saturday morning it was a triple header as we had 2 football games and a Tiger Basketball game and since I had mentioned it the day before with ChunkyRuth I decided I would make my bacon wrapped poppers and try a new dish that my dad served for Christmas eve. So I may be able to make this recipe but would I be willing to trade it in if I could grill something with a view of the reef and while wearing no shoes? You bet your sweet arse! Ok onto the pictures.
Isn’t that a crappy view that Chunky and Ruth have down in Belize? Bacon + Jalapeno Peppers = Love
Bacon wrapped Artichokes marinating in Eye-talian dressing

De-seeded and de-veined peppers

Cream Cheese love (wait isn’t that the winning BBQ sauce Ruthie?)

Stuffed, wrapped and ready for the smoker!

Perfect weather for duck hunting, I so need San Pedro! Oh they are happy!

Finishing off in the oven (ran out of time before the game)

Same goes for the artichokes

Oh look at the Bacon wrapped love!

Popper (the person) pouring some wine and Didi

I guess Weather doesn’t like being in the Blog
Now if you want to check out the exploits of Chunky&Ruth down in Belize log onto www.belizesnowbird.blogspot.com as I am trying to get them up to Memphis for BBQ fest, I think that they would go into a pork coma! They are good people and I look forward to sharing the grill with Chunky soon!
TTK!