The Masked Barfly has been busy in the last lit­tle while soak­ing up the scene and hang­ing around the hors d’oeu­vres in our buzzy lit­tle town.  As could be expect­ed the Masked Barfly favours fecund envi­rons where one can imbibe a good com­post of booze, blood and guts, gos­sip and cul­ture.

Some bul­lets of buzz after the jump:

  • Inter­sect­ed with some com­post-lov­ing types at the Cross, exchanged entry tick­ets for drinks and was Pow­er­Point­ed towards some recy­cling solu­tions (fill in a sur­vey here about your rub­bishy habits to help test the idea)
  • Buzzed in the back­ground at the French Ambassador’s res­i­dence where Pas­cal Chiv­ot (of Sim­ply Paris) was being hon­oured with a Cheva­lier dans l’or­dre du Mérite Agri­cole for being a fan­tas­tic pur­vey­or of baguettes among oth­er things.  Jack Yan was dis­play­ing his French and his net­work­ing skills, the Fly was attend­ing to the Cham­pagne and pate.
  • Hov­ered over the spicy ribs at Region­al Wines and Spir­its for the release of Tuatara’s new Amer­i­can Pale Ale – this red haired Amer­i­can step-broth­er of the IPA was get­ting the crowd hopped up.
  • Watched the paint dry at the Sus­tain­able Busi­ness Awards with Celia Wade-Brown doing the hon­ours for Resene (organ­ic mat­ter and pinot pro­vid­ed).
  • Took some tea at The Guru of Chai where Jacob Rajan threw off his masks, and with just one pair of crooked false teeth became a tea sell­er, sev­en sis­ters, a love stuck police­man and an ill-fat­ed poet.   
  • Dined out on the dra­ma of World Press Pho­to: blood, guts, poet­ry and pol­i­tics smeared all over the walls.  The lush­es and the paparazzi stayed close to the heav­ing cheese­board and the pinot while Her Wor­ship spoke.