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What happened, Bar Marmont? We used to be so good together… You were a classic, attached to a piece of Hollywood history, whimsically decorated (butterflies!), not too trendy, but very hip.

I understood your dalliances with movie stars and other celebrities. Just as long as they would stay away from me, and I could still get in, it was all cool.

You have to admit, we had some fantastic times – intimate candle-lit dinners composed of small plates (not official small plates, but you know, plates that were small) of lovely food; salmon tartar, arugula salad with shaved parmesan, chicken satay, French fries…one time I even sampled your superb Portobello mushroom sandwiches.

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Remember the birthday parties in that little room off the patio – with its long table, private bar and bathroom. It had that little wedge of sky where you could watch it turn colors and fade as the candles and the Chinese lanterns brighten, until everyone glowed with gold light. Even if those parties were limited to two hours (so they could have multiple parties in one night – pretty lame) – there was still something magical about them.