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portraits of dorrian’s-part 7: Beth Amorosi

Tuesday, February 22, 2011
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From the pages of AVENUE’s February issue, one of the many memories of the Unofficial Preppy Clubhouse…

After graduation from Georgetown, I spent July 4th weekend in the city. At that age, it was cooler and more fun to stay in town than to head out to the beach—even in 100-degree weather. Two of my closest friends and I, one ‘Sacred Heartie’ and one ‘Hoya,’ were sitting outside of an Upper East Side café, Ciao Bella, when a scraggly-looking character on the corner pay phone caught the attention of my friend, who insisted he was a celebrity whose name at the time was still unknown, even to me. She called his name and when he looked up, confirmed it was indeed him. He joined us for several hours and then joined us at our any-night-out destination spot: Dorrian’s.

Dorrian’s was not only the place where all of our friends gathered, but also the place where we felt safe, taken care of and guaranteed a great time. And the family taking care of us was very similar to mine: large in number, close-knit, funny and Irish. We grew up with the Dorrians. Needless to say, I was greeted with extra excitement from the Dorrians this particular evening. As we crossed Second Avenue arm-in-arm with this lad, he was immediately recognized as “Ted! It’s Ted!” The line out the door parted for me and for “Ted,” and we were then accosted as we entered the bar. He was given drinks, shots, kisses, hugs and high-fives. We were there until closing time and then grabbed a slice at Mimma’s across the street, the best pizza ever. I swear he looked like the most unkempt slob ever and I really could have cared less who he was. But underneath all the hair and between all the dude and surfer lingo à la Fast Times at Ridgemont High, I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to steal a kiss of my own with a cute boy. It was Keanu Reeves.
—Beth Amorosi
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