What happens with a celebrated "caterer to the stars" (and incessant people pleaser) begins to really ponder what's it all about?
Mary Giuliani deconstructs her ever-evolving existential internal conversation in this new collection of essays, beginning when all the world (and all the stars) are ordered to stay home. Armed with an arsenal of pigs in a blanket and what felt like all the vodka in Manhattan, Mary begins to look deeply into what it's finally like to get what she thought she always wanted, peace.
Never one to hold much back, Mary invites the reader on this journey as she reexamines life when the proverbial party appears to be over. With space and time to finally stop and take stock of :how did I get here?" Mary shares stories about the businesses she built, the relationships she nurtured and endured, the chronic illness she avoided and the stars with whom she smoked. We laugh, cry and stumble with Mary as she makes some poignant and hilarious observations, waiting for her beloved New York City to rise from its slumber. Will Mary (or New York City) ever ben the same? Is the party over or just beginning?
