Category: Le Parker Meridien


Opening The Vault: Part Fifty Eight

December 13th, 2009 — 6:33pm

If you still have feelings for an ex, does that mean you’re not really in love with your new significant other? That weighty question was on my mind during an intense encounter with California-based old flame Mark (a.k.a Sparky) back in 1998.

Le Parker Meridien: Sparky and I caught up at this Midtown hotel back in ‘98

Sparky’s visit came at a time when I was at my most vulnerable — a little more than a month after losing my mom. Up in his hotel room, the connection between us resurfaced. I now Open The Vault and take you back to November of ’98…

November 21, 1998 – Volume 70
New York, NY

Dear Diary,

As Sparky and I embraced, I could feel his face turning toward mine. I made sure to keep only my cheek next to him.

He suggested I come out to Arizona.

“You could be the other woman,” he said. “Okay, let’s have a fling.”

I wasn’t entirely sure he was joking, but we both grew serious and Sparky said he has too much respect for his wife (as do I for David) to do that.

Suddenly, I could feel myself getting emotional and nostalgic about us. I struggled with the words. Finally, they came.

“When we were together, I was completely certain I loved you,” I admitted. “I haven’t had that certainty since.”

“Wow,” he said, clearly taken aback. “That’s really nice of you to say.”

I also told Sparky how upset I was to learn of his marriage. Though, I said, I never expected him to wait for me–

“I always thought we’d get back together someday.”

“Now you tell me!” he said with a laugh.

Later, Sparky reassured me that I will be okay, and reiterated how sorry he is about mom’s passing.

We hugged again. He squeezed my hand as he told me–

“I’ll always be here for you.”

He said not seeing me had been gnawing away at him since Mom’s passing in September, that he wanted to just jump on a plane.

“I still care about you — I think about you all the time.”

About David, he said he was 99 and 1/10 percent happy for me, but also a little jealous.

“Because I wish it was me.”

So, what does all of this mean for my relationship with David?

I don’t know.

* * *

David and I managed to survive Hurricane Sparky. And a happy milestone for us as a couple would prompt David to execute one of the greatest grand gestures I’ve ever received.

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Opening The Vault: Part Fifty Seven

December 5th, 2009 — 5:30pm

When it comes to love, there are moments where you find yourself at a crossroad between past and present. That complicated juncture is where I found myself back in the fall of 1998.

At the time, I was about four months into my relationship with dashing, noble Brit David — and six weeks into dealing with my beloved mother’s passing from breast cancer. It was during this emotional maelstrom that first love and California native Mark (a.k.a Sparky) came into town. I now Open The Vault and take you back to November ‘98…

November 21, 1998
New York, NY

Dear Diary,
I just spent a couple of hours with Sparky. It was an emotional, revelatory encounter — in some ways I hadn’t anticipated.

Le Parker Meridien: Sparky and I shared an intense encounter at this Midtown NYC hotel

I got to his hotel and was about to get on the elevator when the doors opened and he was there. We hugged and he immediately told me how great and thin I looked (always nice to hear from an ex).

As he usually does, he crammed into the revolving door next to me. Then, he extended his arm. I put mine through his but then felt awkward — which I admitted — and pulled away. Still, Sparky kept putting his hand on my back, shielding me from traffic.

We walked to Times Square, during which I spoke a lot about Mom. Bless him, he managed to say all of the wrong things — asking me if I’m thinking about my career or a retirement community for Dad now. I found myself thinking a lot about David, how much more understanding and sensitive he is.

After lunch at a diner, we walked back uptown and I told Sparky about David.

“I’m glad you have a good boyfriend,” he said.

“I’ve had one or two before,” I said pointedly.

Later, I told Sparky I was glad we could still laugh together.

“We just can’t do the physical stuff,” he interjected.

Nevertheless, back in Sparky’s room, he beckoned me toward him.

“You know, I’ve been waiting for a big hug,” he said.

So I went over to him and we embraced. And I felt a rush of the warm feelings I’ve always felt for him.

* * *
Before the afternoon was over, Sparky would make an unexpected proposition — and I would admit something I had never told him before.

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Summer Sunday At The Parker Meridien

July 6th, 2009 — 9:41pm

Over the years, I’ve enjoyed some memorable meals at NYC’s Parker Meridien. Back in 1993, I enjoyed my second lunch with actor and friend A Martinez. In 2004, my then-boyfriend and I scarfed down a delicious meal at the upscale hotel’s legendary Burger Joint.

Yesterday, it was pampering that was on the menu.

Eager to take advantage of sublime weather (upper 70’s, low humidity), I headed to the hotel’s Gravity Fitness & Spa to buy a $100 day pass for the pool. I was delighted to learn that, with the Summer Sunday package, an additional $50 would get me a treatment and access to all of Gravity’s facilities for the afternoon. Believe it or not, $150 for the twin perks of cooling off and indulging in spa relaxation is actually a pretty good deal here in the Big Apple.

Parker Meridien’s rooftop pool: A heavenly oasis 40 stories above Midtown Manhattan

I happily headed upstairs to the Meridien’s penthouse oasis. First up, kicking back in a lounge chair on the Astroturf sundeck with sweeping skyscraper views. Then, a refreshing dip in the atrium rooftop pool – heaven.

Equally sublime was my massage with Rich, a 30-year spa veteran who knows how to work out the kinks and does a good job of explaining what he’s doing along the way. As he kneaded a tight spot in my shoulder, he quipped–

“You’ve got enough energy balled up there to fly to New Orleans. Not California, but definitely New Orleans.”

I laughed. It just so happened that, as he said it, I was thinking about the West Coast and my bid for Murphy-Goode Winery’s lifestyle correspondent gig in Sonoma.

I’ll find out tomorrow if I move beyond the Top 50 shortlist to the Top 10. Could a true blue native New Yorker like me handle life on the left coast? Stay tuned!

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Summer Sunday At The Parker Meridien

July 6th, 2009 — 4:41pm

Over the years, I’ve enjoyed some memorable meals at NYC’s Parker Meridien. Back in 1993, I enjoyed my second lunch with actor and friend A Martinez. In 2004, my then-boyfriend and I scarfed down a delicious meal at the upscale hotel’s legendary Burger Joint.

Yesterday, it was pampering that was on the menu.

Eager to take advantage of sublime weather (upper 70’s, low humidity), I headed to the hotel’s Gravity Fitness & Spa to buy a $100 day pass for the pool. I was delighted to learn that, with the Summer Sunday package, an additional $50 would get me a treatment and access to all of Gravity’s facilities for the afternoon. Believe it or not, $150 for the twin perks of cooling off and indulging in spa relaxation is actually a pretty good deal here in the Big Apple.

Parker Meridien’s rooftop pool: A heavenly oasis 40 stories above Midtown Manhattan

I happily headed upstairs to the Meridien’s penthouse oasis. First up, kicking back in a lounge chair on the Astroturf sundeck with sweeping skyscraper views. Then, a refreshing dip in the atrium rooftop pool – heaven.

Equally sublime was my massage with Rich, a 30-year spa veteran who knows how to work out the kinks and does a good job of explaining what he’s doing along the way. As he kneaded a tight spot in my shoulder, he quipped–

“You’ve got enough energy balled up there to fly to New Orleans. Not California, but definitely New Orleans.”

I laughed. It just so happened that, as he said it, I was thinking about the West Coast and my bid for Murphy-Goode Winery’s lifestyle correspondent gig in Sonoma.

I’ll find out tomorrow if I move beyond the Top 50 shortlist to the Top 10. Could a true blue native New Yorker like me handle life on the left coast? Stay tuned!

Comment » | Le Parker Meridien, Murphy-Goode Winery, Sonoma Wine Country

Writers Roundtable Brunch

April 9th, 2009 — 1:43am

Sunday afternoon, I had the pleasure of catching up with bestselling author, songwriter and playwright Gwen Davis over brunch at Le Parker Meridien restaurant Seppi’s.

Ladies Who Brunch: Nadine, Gwen and me at Seppi’s

Joined by Gwen’s new friend Nadine, a 24-year-old recent Florida transplant to the Big Apple, we settled into an outdoor table, where we were well taken care of by Seppi’s solicitous staff.

As we enjoyed a scrumptious meal (croissants, brie and bacon omelette and perfect pomme frites for moi), our conversation took us through the highs and lows of love, life in New York and our passion for the written word.

Nadine and I found much common ground – having both gone to London for our junior year, kept a diary since the age of 7 and suffered the loss of a parent. We talked about moments of feeling a loved one’s enduring spirit, be it in dreams or when something that reminds you of them crosses your path, and the great comfort that brings.

Affairs of the heart were also top of mind during our two-hour plus repast. Gwen told us about an old flame that has evolved into a good friend, while Nadine and I spoke of past loves that continue to loom large today.

I couldn’t help thinking — why is it that it’s easier to remember a lost love with nostalgia instead of warts and all? Maybe it’s a function of not wanting to let go of what you once shared. Or, simply because it takes a new love to release you fully from the ghost of an old one.

As my beloved late grandmother used to say, one nail drives another out. In a city of infinite possibilities like New York, it’s nice to think that if you hammer away long enough, eventually that new object of your affection will make an appearance.

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Writers Roundtable Brunch

April 8th, 2009 — 8:43pm

Sunday afternoon, I had the pleasure of catching up with bestselling author, songwriter and playwright Gwen Davis over brunch at Le Parker Meridien restaurant Seppi’s.

Ladies Who Brunch: Nadine, Gwen and me at Seppi’s

Joined by Gwen’s new friend Nadine, a 24-year-old recent Florida transplant to the Big Apple, we settled into an outdoor table, where we were well taken care of by Seppi’s solicitous staff.

As we enjoyed a scrumptious meal (croissants, brie and bacon omelette and perfect pomme frites for moi), our conversation took us through the highs and lows of love, life in New York and our passion for the written word.

Nadine and I found much common ground – having both gone to London for our junior year, kept a diary since the age of 7 and suffered the loss of a parent. We talked about moments of feeling a loved one’s enduring spirit, be it in dreams or when something that reminds you of them crosses your path, and the great comfort that brings.

Affairs of the heart were also top of mind during our two-hour plus repast. Gwen told us about an old flame that has evolved into a good friend, while Nadine and I spoke of past loves that continue to loom large today.

I couldn’t help thinking — why is it that it’s easier to remember a lost love with nostalgia instead of warts and all? Maybe it’s a function of not wanting to let go of what you once shared. Or, simply because it takes a new love to release you fully from the ghost of an old one.

As my beloved late grandmother used to say, one nail drives another out. In a city of infinite possibilities like New York, it’s nice to think that if you hammer away long enough, eventually that new object of your affection will make an appearance.

Comment » | brunch, Gwen Davis, Le Parker Meridien, old flames, past loves, Seppi's, writers roundtable

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