

Soulé saw him for the shoulder-padded counter-jumper Cohn was and accordingly ushered him to a table in the sub-zero regions of the rear room. It didn’t matter that he was a hotshot Hollywood hottentot or even that he was Soulé’s landlord. These tables, always nearest the door, are drafty, afford the least privacy, but nevertheless to be seated at one, or not, is a status-sensitive citizen’s moment of truth. Preferred clients, selected by the proprietor with unerring snobbisme, were placed in the banquette-lined entrance area-a practice pursued by every New York restaurant of established chic: Lafayette, The Colony, La Grenouille, La Caravelle. The bar and main room formed an Outer Hebrides, an Elba to which Soulé exiled second-class patrons. Like Côte Basque, the original Pavilion consisted of a small entrance area, a bar to the left of this, and in the rear, through an archway, a large red-plush dining room. How’d you like to try for none?” The next day Davis married a Las Vegas chorus girl-colored). was “dating” his blond star Kim Novak, ordered a hit man to call Davis and tell him: “Listen, Sambo, you’re already missing one eye. Soulé abandoned the premises because of a feud with his landlord, the late president of Columbia Pictures, a sleazy Hollywood hood named Harry Cohn (who, upon learning that Sammy Davis Jr. It was the site of the original Le Pavilion, founded in 1940 by the honorable restaurateur Henri Soulé. EsquireĬôte Basque is on East Fifty-fifth Street, directly across from the St. Original Esquire magazine spread from November 1975. So, shall we? Because I do so need someone to talk to, really. Anyway, I’ve still got a table at Côte Basque.

“This is the second time she’s canceled,” Ina Coolbirth continued. Tall, taller than most men, Ina was a big breezy peppy broad, born and raised on a ranch in Montana.

As for the lady who also knew the distinction, she was indeed a lady-Lady Ina Coolbirth, an American married to a British chemicals tycoon and a lot of woman in every way.

White is Wallis Windsor, whereas the black duchess is what her friends call Perla Appfeldorf, the Brazilian wife of a notoriously racist South African diamond industrialist. “White,” she said, reversing my direction on the sidewalk. I feel so good I didn’t have to jack off this morning to get my heart started. Overheard in a cowboy bar in Roswell, New Mexico.įIRST COWBOY: Hey, Jed. To read every story ever published in Esquire, upgrade to All Access. Available in full, below, it contains insensitive descriptions of beauty and body standards. That novel, eventually called Answered Prayers, wouldn't publish until after the writer's death, but the passage became famous for the scandals it brought. Truman Capote's "La Côte Basque," originally published in the November 1975 issue of Esquire, was meant to serve as the first taste from his upcoming masterpiece about the inner circles of high society women.
