— DIANE CLEHANE
When I arrived at Michael’s today and found myself engulfed in a sea of suits, I chalked up the relatively quiet dining room to the usual January doldrums. Upon closer inspection, I realized that the reason things seemed a bit quieter than usual was that there were more than a few folks present who preferred to fly a bit under the radar considering what they might be talking about. (Just a thought: This isn’t the place if you’re looking to have a low-profile lunch). An acquisitive media mogul dining with one of the city’s most respected media columnists? A scandal plagued Manhattanite dishing with the Times’ financial columnist? The last thing on the minds of these guys was table hopping. I guess we’ll just have to stay tuned to see what they cooked up over lunch.
Here’s the rundown on today’s crowd:
1. Artist David Hockney holding court with a table full of ‘suits’
2. Allyn Magrino and pals
3. Abernathy & MacGregor’s Jim Abernathy and some pretty preppy looking folks.
4. Uber literary agent Esther Newberg and a bookish bloke we didn’t recognize