Bcoffman Gray Ghost
02-19-2006, 07:40 AM
This little news item is out of today's Kansas City Star.
Life after Valentine’s Day
Consider this item for mature audiences only.
“We’ve got a group of about 20 people who make a (dinner) reservation every year,” says Shawn McClenny, owner of Raoul’s Velvet Room in south Overland Park. “And every single one of the guys always has a steak. And (last year) was the third year that we’ve heard about it.”
“It” being the operative, if awkward word.
The date of this actual holiday is March 14, one month to the day after Valentine’s Day.
But it’s like this.
Good taste dictates that I can’t actually put in print the off-color name of the “holiday” of which McClenny speaks.
Were that I would, a Google search would confirm how ubiquitous and commonplace the annual occasion has become.
Honest.
OK, I’ll take a shot at it; it’s called “Steak and (BJ) Day.”
Raoul’s server Whitney Nichols’ take?
“There was a bunch of couples who all ordered steaks, and I didn’t know why they were here, so I asked them,” she says. “I thought it was odd. The men ordered steaks, and the women didn’t. I asked them what they were going to have for dessert, and they said they were going to have their dessert at home.”
The revelers’ outward appearance was benign. “Just normal businesspeople and their wives,” Nichols says.
McClenny’s carefully worded overview: “It’s a male version of Valentine’s Day. The women get chocolates and cuddly on Valentine’s Day, and on March 14 the men get their steak and their stress relief.”
We’ll leave it at that.
Life after Valentine’s Day
Consider this item for mature audiences only.
“We’ve got a group of about 20 people who make a (dinner) reservation every year,” says Shawn McClenny, owner of Raoul’s Velvet Room in south Overland Park. “And every single one of the guys always has a steak. And (last year) was the third year that we’ve heard about it.”
“It” being the operative, if awkward word.
The date of this actual holiday is March 14, one month to the day after Valentine’s Day.
But it’s like this.
Good taste dictates that I can’t actually put in print the off-color name of the “holiday” of which McClenny speaks.
Were that I would, a Google search would confirm how ubiquitous and commonplace the annual occasion has become.
Honest.
OK, I’ll take a shot at it; it’s called “Steak and (BJ) Day.”
Raoul’s server Whitney Nichols’ take?
“There was a bunch of couples who all ordered steaks, and I didn’t know why they were here, so I asked them,” she says. “I thought it was odd. The men ordered steaks, and the women didn’t. I asked them what they were going to have for dessert, and they said they were going to have their dessert at home.”
The revelers’ outward appearance was benign. “Just normal businesspeople and their wives,” Nichols says.
McClenny’s carefully worded overview: “It’s a male version of Valentine’s Day. The women get chocolates and cuddly on Valentine’s Day, and on March 14 the men get their steak and their stress relief.”
We’ll leave it at that.