Name - Daddy Mitch
Age - 54
Borough - Manhattan
URL - http://www.gaynycdad.com
Partially with my in-laws, the other half alone.
2. If you could have anything you want for Christmas, what would it be?
Money. That’s what I received growing up, I have no use for anything else, that is why i took myself out of the in-laws grab bag.
3. What is your favorite restaurant in your borough? Hane, Japanese neighborhood restaurant where everyone knows our name.
4. What don’t you look forward to during the holidays?
Long, boring visits with family.
5. Worst gift you ever received?
My sister-in-law regifted a sweat shirt I had given her husband 9 months earlier. I will never forgive her as long as I live.
6. Holiday Dress Code: What pieces will be sure to see you walking around in? Any particular brands?
Dockers slacks, my signature dressy piece.
Message from Daddy Mitch:
Kitty darling, beware of who I really am. I took my husband and son to my in-laws and drove back home on Wednesday eve. I just picked them up Sunday afternoon. I did not grow up liking any holidays, and after a decade spending them with my in-laws that has not changed, even though it was fun at first to experience a different religion. Horrific gift giving is part of that, but that is another story.This Thanksgiving I went to the gym for 3 days straight, I cooked a 15 gallon pot of chicken soup to freeze for the Winter. Then I set up 2 dozen blog posts and cleaned the crap out of my son’s room, the room where I store all the nonsense I receive from blog events during the year. my neighbor, the social worker, received 7 bags of items, many of it new, this holiday weekend. We can see the walls again in my son’s room. I use the holidays to get my house empty of family so I can do a lot of work that I enjoy doing, work I cannot accomplish with a husband and son under foot.
So my darling Mitch is slightly fussy. For someone like him, I would suggest either a giftcard, or gift certificate to their favorite restaurant. Even though he requested money, in some circles (outside of Mitch, myself, and strippers) that might be considered tacky, lolll.