Knife & Fork Inn

Monday night I had the pleasure of having dinner at the world famous Knife & Fork Inn of Atlantic City. I had known the previous owner Mack Latz, who by all intents and purpose's was probably one of the most successful and disliked people in the area. He was a customer of mine for many years and very obnoxious, but I never gave him an inch, I find I can have more fun (after getting to know each other) with that type person, but he did treat his immediate family terribly. An example of how I used to break his chops. He had a Jack Russel Terrier, I love little dogs, the dog loved when I used my knuckles to rub his back, he would get so excited he would pee all over the seat, Mack would yell at me not to pet his dog because of it, my answer was I liked the dog better than him, he still came in, I think he respected me for not giving into him. I have to give credit where it's due, Mack gave you a spectacular dinner, in my opinion I had never tasted a better steak although the Dougherty's who own it now are keeping the same standards. I also know the Daugherty's who were also customers of mine and lived in the same apartment complex as my parents did when I was born, my father was a Business manager for the local waiters, waitresses and bar tenders union during the Nucky Johnson era back then and used to supply staff for all the food establishments who were unionized. I* also mentioned previously my brother held the same political appointment as Nucky for 20 years.

An Interesting read http://www.knifeandforkinn.com/aboutus.php

It was also my pleasure to have dinner this time with Tom Laminae who was the Channel 3 Philadelphia TV weather man. I've known Tom since my high school days, when he used to DJ the "Hop" at the YMCA in Atlantic City. I would hear him starting the "where's Tate" chant over the radio as I was driving up Pacific ave to the dance. Well I guess he found out where Tate is now, here's my picture with him.
Louise

Pushing the Androg limits

I never pretend to know or do everything first, so I'll give some of the encouragement I've received not only to my wife but someone I helped come out in public a few years ago, Heather. Heather as Joe looks more male than I although because of her body type if you look from the neck down, he/she definitely has a female body. I on the other hand am very muscular and who knows what goes through peoples minds when they see me trying to push the envelope dressed androgynously.
Today I tried to see what would happen. I usually wear "Gloria Vanderbilt" jeans, but they don't really draw attention other than they fit very good and probably no one knows why unless they see the little swan on the change pocket. Today I wore a pair of tight stretch jeans, definitely form fitting and very femme looking, I also carried a shoulder purse.
First we went to or regular restaurant for breakfast, I know a few people there and went to say Hi. I noticed, especially the women checking me out, because their eye's went to my jeans, I'm not sure if they were staring at them or the "bulge". I went by a booth to go to the restroom where 4 women were sitting, as I approached and passed the lady facing me I could feel her glare, when I came back towards the other ladies, now facing me, she must have clued them in, they were staring too. I wanted to laugh out loud and say something, but I held my composure.
We then went to Sam's and after some other shopping went to a new restaurant for dinner. I left my wife out at the door so she get a spot in line and I parked the car, as I came back one lady was compelled to stop me and tell me not to eat to much because I'd ruin my figure in the jeans, as I got next to the line walking towards my wife I heard a young girl, maybe 12 or so, ask her mother, is that a man or woman. Oh come on, if anything I look like a "Butch Bitch". In side, because it was buffet style I had to make a couple trips for food and got a lot of either jean or crotch stares, mostly women, but also a few guys gave me a big smile. Anyway, I'm sure you get the picture.

I'm not that special

The not so special part is near the end of this post.

Friday night I went to a nearby restaurant/lounge, I didn't want to travel far from home and had been to this place previously. It's a middle aged hang out, mostly married couples who tend to be tolerant but not really interested in CD's (at least I thought).
As I walked in, a very attractive mid 40's woman ran to me and said, hi remember me, I live one street over from you and I'm here with your backyard neighbor. The back yard person knows me pretty well because she's seen me as Louise and I have ridden bike with her and he husband who are both competitive Triathletes. They were all very polite to me, so it was a non issue.
I waved the woman bartender over and ordered my drink which she brought over and waved off my money. My friends had been at the bar most of the evening and paid an 85.00 bar tab, I don't drink that much in a year.
I had seen a couple of people who know me in both persona's and went over and had some general conversations with them, on my way back to my seat on the other side of the bar from the entrance two middle aged men walked in, they started to take a seat on the far side from me and then came over and sat next to me, one told the bar maid to give me another of what I was drinking. Turned out he knows me from my Monday night venue, his friend a nice guy about 6', 240 lbs started asking me about CDing and was curious about dressing himself, I mentioned he would need to shave his beard off.
They ate some appetizers and then left.
Three other people, a young 35 y/o couple and and big Irish man built like a small tank then started to talk with me. Turned out the woman lived down the street from us in Longport a few years ago and her sister went to school with my son, we also had close mutual friends, she was very nice.
Her and her husband left and now the Irish guy who was impressed with my hand shake wanted to try and out grip me, he was pissed he couldn't and keep mentioning at how strong he considered I was. I think he was trying to hit on me.
To regress a moment, as I was talking to the married girl, I noticed a tall looking girl about 25-30 y/o very thin across the bar. She drew my attention because she was quite tall about 6'1 or 6'2 but had a slightly receding hairline, I looked at her fingers which were very long but a little on the thick side as were her wrists, I also notice a thick area where her Adams apple is and realized she had to be a he. I mention this to the young lady I was talking with and she wasn't sure. I asked the Bar maid and she said yes, she's a guy I can introduce you to her. I went over and maybe had a 2-3 minuet conversation with her (I feel it's rude to get into long conversations with people when they're with someone else unless they want to keep me there). She mentioned she had only been dressing a couple years and was on hormone therapy. I thanked her for the conversation and excused myself.
Anyway, I'm no longer exclusive in my area. But I know I'm still the most popular and still told I'm very pretty and some people think I have a strong hand shake. If only your hand shake was an indication of the size and virility, I'd be like Samson, before he lost his hair.