When I learned that Lorraine Bracco, beauteous star of one of my favorite movies AND one of my favorite TV shows, was having a tasting of her own line of wines, Fernando and I jumped in a cab and went to Sherry-Lehman. Lorraine Bracco poured me some Chianti with her very own hands and kindly agreed to take a photo with me and my pig friend. Of course, the camera didn’t work initially and I was so embarrassed that I turned pinker than Fernando, but she was very patient and at last we had success.
About the next photo, Lorraine Bracco said, “I better not see this on eBay!” I said, “Of course not!” without elaborating that it would be on Blogger instead. I hope Lorraine Bracco will forgive me. Who knows when Fernando will next be nibbled by an Oscar nominee? I can’t resist sharing this. I’m not made of stone, Lorraine Bracco!
I like to think that if Lorraine Bracco and I became best friends, I would still call her “Lorraine Bracco.” She would call me and be like, “Hey, do you want to come over for some Chianti and fava beans?” and I would say, “I’ll be right over, Lorraine Bracco.” Then she would say, “Stop calling me Lorraine Bracco.” And I would say, “I’m sorry, Lorraine Bracco.”
After buying some wine from Lorraine Bracco, Fernando and I went to St. Patrick’s Cathedral to give thanks that the camera worked and that we were not the ones who told Lorraine Bracco that she looked prettier in person. That was some other dude. I totally get what people mean when they say that, but it still must be annoying to hear. I think Lorraine Bracco understood that the guy meant well. After all, she played a psychologist on TV. Plus that guy bought a whole case of wine!
After worshipping — or really just walking by the front of a cathedral — Fernando and I decided to act like tourists. So we walked slowly up Fifth Avenue, getting in the way of as many as people as possible.
What could be more touristy than a carriage ride in Central Park?
Driver Joe Gilligan struck a pose with Fernando. Joe is from Ireland, as are many of the carriage drivers, and has been at his job for 22 years. His horse is named Charlie Brown. (Oh, and Joe’s single, ladies!) Joe said Fernando was the lightest customer he ever had.
As you can see, it was a lovely day in the park.