Achtung, baby

Evidently, Bono has been hanging out with the other Paul O'Neill (he is Molly's bro, of course, and like every other NY based food critic, she wrote a memoir*).  A mixup of the volatile ex-Red and Yankee with the former treasury secretary is the best explanation I can find for this rant from Bono:

Not content with having staged a fashion launch without a single piece of clothing in sight (not even one of the shapeless "One" t-shirts), Bono then came back onstage to make some closing remarks, rattled on for a minute or so and then, tired of having the whispered conversations of a handful of party-goers rasp cruelly on his sensitive eardrums, roared to the emaciated throng: "YOU KNOW WHAT? FUCK YOU AND YOUR FUCKING FINGER FOOD!!! WE'RE TRYING TO DO SOMETHING HERE AND ETC ETC ETC"

If there are ever TGC t's, I think they might have to say FUCK YOU AND YOUR FUCKING FINGER FOOD on the back.
*I read the thing, and keep meaning to write about it. Much more of a Dagwood sandwich than most of the Reichl bandwagon.

Comments

[New Orleans]

TGC shirt would have to be

FUCK YOU AND YOUR FUCKING FINGER FOOD, YOU FUCKING FUCK.

[Isis]

I could really go for one of those t-shirts, as proposed or as amended.

[Rose's Lime]

http://www.cafepress.com/codmonger

[max]

Oh shit, I might have to buy that.