Last night's party at Lotus to celebrate the publication of 740 Park, the Michael Gross-penned history of one of Manhattan's ritziest apartment buildings, started a little late for my cold-ridden blood (lately, I feel like being in bed by 10 p.m., not starting to mingle), but frankly I doubt I could've gotten any better gossip than Rush and Malloy dished this morning about Tuesday night's Barnes & Noble reading:

"[S]omeone asked if any apartments in the tony co-op might come on the market. Gross said he wished no one ill, but predicted several aged widows, starting with TV Guide heiress Enid Annenberg Haupt, might be forced to give up their pads. Little did he know Haupt had died that night..."