And just like that, the two Au Bon Pains (Aux Bons Pains?) in Huntsman were cleared out this week to make room for the new farm-to-fork cafés arriving in August. “Not enough selection and long lines,” Wharton said of the fast-casual eatery. “Why does this egg sandwich taste like kitty litter?” we asked of the often disappointing lunch spot.
In closing, Comic Sans is probably not the way you want to be remembered, ABP.
2011 was a great year for our Resident President, that Crimson Mistress: Dr. Amy Annabel Gutmann. (We made “Annabel” up. But could you imagine– !) Amy wined, dined, chatted, danced, shimmied, shimmered, gave speeches, danced some more, won the titles of Mr. and Mrs. Penn (we wish), had a picnic at her house, bought some new red blazers, coiffed her hair (That hair!), went to bed and did it 364 more times. Let’s take a trip down memory lane and relive some of her best moments, shall we?
Spotted: Amy canoodles with Arianna Huffington
Amy went to Switzerland to attend the World Economic Forum and Huffington had the nerve to show up with a blonde ‘do. Only one blonde superwoman per table, please, them’s the rules. Arianna who? #TeamAmy
Earlier this fine evening, we received an email from Leah Popowich about President Gutmann’s study break on Sunday. Attached was the holly jolly eyesore seen above. Poinsettia border. Lollipop clipart (?). Multiple exclamation points. AND COMIC SANS. Amy! What. Were. You. Thinking?!