Pleasures of the Palate

“I hate people who are not serious about their meals.”
~ Oscar Wilde

So when it comes to the list of physical pleasures,
1. It’s illegal for me to sell you sex
2. 2. It’s illegal for me to sell you drugs, too
3. 3. However, I can cook you a hell of a lot of food

Can I tell you exactly what it’s going to be? No, not as of the time of this writing. But at my last convention, Crucible, I got tired of the hit-or-miss approach my events had taken towards dinner, and had the damn thing catered. But this is the final Overnight. In other words, time to call in every favor ever owed to me. And that means Alex.

Alex Parise is both a freak of the first order, and a genius. He's performed Rocky Horror in front of over 7,000 people (in a weekend). He's sculped odd Lovecraftian stained-glass windows. And he's been known to sing about coffee, cloves, bad sex, and the loss of West Depford to the Cherry Hill Mall, provided you get him drunk enough.

Alex is the only world-class oddball I know who owned his own restaurant. If you want to convince your significant other(s) that sex is better than food, I highly suggest you never allow said other(s) anywhere near Alex's kitchen. He puts together thoroughly ordinary, or thoroughly obscure, ingredients, forming cuisine which can easily be described as an exotic sensual massage for the inside of your mouth. Alex is catering this year. Bring your appetite.

Dinner will be $7. It’s free for students with ID.