Dirty Martini
gets what he cant want
I finished At Lady Molly's and Casanova's Chinese Restaurant by Anthony Powell. One more and I'm halfway through this bastard cycle. Very entertaining, fucking annoying, but I can't stop reading it. The population of interwar London in these books is about 30, all of them rich bohemians or just plain rich, with just enough waitresses to keep them fed.
Now it's The Legend of the Holy Drinker by Joseph Roth.
Now it's The Legend of the Holy Drinker by Joseph Roth.