Kookette

Kookette knows that sometimes the most fun evenings turn out to be those when one hadn’t planned on doing much at all. Feeling the need for some post-holiday detox, she had envisioned a quiet weekend in, with evenings spent in front of a roaring fire. Her only Saturday night plan was to quickly stop by a reception at Irvine Contemporary. The gallery’s current show features Kerry Skarbakka’s The Struggle to Right Oneself, an ongoing photography project in which he stages himself in scenes of losing balance and control, and Sebastian Martorana’s Uncommissioned Memorials, a series of marble sculptures focusing on themes like everyday objects and memory and memoralization.


Kookette had such a grand time checking out the art and catching up with friends she hadn’t seen since the holidays that she completely lost track of time. She knew the chance of her having a well-behaved evening in was slim when the magnum of bubbly appeared (albeit Cristalino, but if it has bubbles and isn’t Asti Spumante she’ll drink it. And if she’s really desperate she might even drink Asti). It didn’t take much to convince Kookette to head to the after-party at Eatonville. She was anything but impressed with the restaurant’s service – not only was the (rather large) party's reserved table not anywhere near ready, but a waiter kicked her and some friends out of one of the empty tables at the bar. Kookette never made it to the dinner table, but had a fabulous time hanging out at the bar (she was allowed to sit on the stools) drinking cocktails and nibbling on rather tasty three cheese mac and cheese and Cajun fries. She was not particularly proud of herself for ending up at McDonald's at 2am, but their fries are good too, and at least there she and her friends had a table. And, of course, there’s always tomorrow for detoxing!