Or rather, guess which complete fucking dum-dum didn't bring a doctor's note to jury selection and instead made a DISASTROUS roll of the dice thinking they'd never get picked?
We joined Mellis for a tasting with their potential wedding caterer on the North Fork over the weekend. I think they should totally hire him, because BLTs in tomato cups and mini lobster rolls are really good:
Then we drove around charming beachy/vineyard-y Long Island, checked out their wedding venue (it's beauteous!) and stopped by a giant duck.