Beat Happenings, May 11, 2006
It takes a lot more effort than reading e-mail, surfing MySpace or walking the couple of blocks from the RFT office to Vintage Vinyl to cover our city's rock/punk scene. Do the scene a big favor and start doing your fucking jobs.
Glenn Burleigh, St. Louis
News Real, April 27, 2006
I'm not skeptical about anything. Why do we need to waste more taxpayers' money on housing these criminals and hiring anesthesiologists to monitor their vital signs at an execution? Their victims never had that convenience. Let these convicted murderers die a horrible death. Their victims probably did.
Jacqui Cox, St. Louis
Unreal, April 13, 2006
I have had the honor of meeting David Sedaris via a book signing at a genuine bookstore. You must be unfamiliar with such establishments. If you have any clue of David's scheduled appearances, you must know the numbers of people that flock to meet or hear him. You had the nerve to ignorantly call this "drollery." Did you consult a dictionary for that word? What is more, you had the gall to compare yourself to Mr. Sedaris: "chatty, urbane, and well-read." Come on. Riverfront Times devotes most pages to strip clubs, classifieds and dull provincial locals.
Considering the examples of prose you call writing, your article was beyond laughable. You would only be so fortunate to have conducted this interview. Of course, envy often handicaps average people. You are a perfect example.
Angela RouLaine, Aviston, Illinois
News Real, April 13, 2006
Though I certainly have a palpable bias, what Danny Apted did was cowardly and indicative of a manager who has all but ruined a substantial restaurant, hotel and sports-entertainment dynasty. I knew Steve Apted well and remember Danny vividly as a pudgy, arrogant and privileged teenager. Even then one could see personality flaws that could have warned of his erratic and misguided managerial behavior to come.
I compare Mark's firing to a baseball manager putting his MVP on waivers because the guy selling peanuts didn't like him. Here's a legitimate St. Louis institution, who not only put dollars in the register at Fox & Hounds Tavern but fannies in the Cheshire Hotel, that was and is stuck in a time warp. How many traveling professionals stay in a non-brand-name, non-business-center, non-high-speed-Internet, non-breakfast-provided hotel in this day and age? Many longtime customers of the Cheshire have put up with its lack of amenities just so they could be centrally located. But more likely they did it so as to be able to retire to Mark's theater of the absurd for a little relaxation and fun.
Even though Mark is nearing the end of his illustrious reign as one of the premier bartenders in the country, he has many exciting options on his plate. Not only will he survive, but he'll thrive. On the other hand, look for the Cheshire to go the route of most hotel dinosaurs by either being sold at a drastically discounted price or finding itself in Chapter 11.
Jack Weiss, Wilmington, North Carolina
Wake up and smell the SnakeBite: When Mark Pollman called me with the news of his departure from our beloved Fox & Hounds, I looked at my calendar to see if it was April 1. I felt gut-shot. As a frequent traveler to my former hometown, I've always stayed at the Cheshire. And at times without telling my family I was in town, to avoid the guilt trip associated with not staying with them. The main reason for this: the vibe at the Cheshire. The welcoming, albeit somewhat garish décor, the smell of polished wood and brass and of course Mark. He's as much a part of that property as the Jungle Suite. But that's a story for another time. I knew Steve Apted as well. I miss him all the more now. Oh, Danny Boy: Wake up and smell the coffee. Or should I say one of Mark's famous SnakeBites.
I truly love the Cheshire and even once considered a long-term stay. As one who must frequent all too many white dry-walled, sterile hotels, I always looked forward to a stay at the Cheshire. It felt like home. A big part of that was the good-natured abuse that was sure to meet me as I entered the Fox & Hounds. My memory holds many, many nights of telling great stories, meeting interesting people and learning some of the best dirty jokes in the world. But I, and you may rest assured many others, will not darken the doorstep of that once-fine establishment until Mark has been reinstated as the heart and soul of the Fox & Hounds.
Tim Wright, Cincinnati, Ohio
Robert Beck, Webster Groves
Last week's Summer Guide stated incorrect operating hours for the Clayton Market. The farmer's market is open Saturdays from 8 to 11 a.m.
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