Wow, last night was a doozy. You ended up making Riot Punch with whatever was left in everyone’s red Solo cups, went home with that too-gorgeous guy who in the end, couldn’t get it up, and your ex’s current girlfriend showed up looking like a drag queen that the cat dragged in, which was the single, most satisfying form of validation you got all year. As you trade war stories at brunch today, just think. It’s a fresh year with a fresh start. And you are never…ever…drinking…again.
No matter how big a shitshow it was, it was a bigger one for these animals. What’s a party without crashers who end up pissing off the neighbors? Take these beer-guzzling cows. Or these bad-news bears that had the “stench of a right old piss up, trash, and bears.” Somebody call Tatum O’Neil! It’s all fun and games until someone goes berserker, right? Are these pachyderms drunk or on PCP?! Call the cops!
Mary was born and raised in New York City where her family owned restaurants. Instead of eating dirt on the playground, she ate duck blood, beef tripe and pork belly. She cut her teeth at The Mandarin Oriental and The Ritz-Carlton hotels, working with Barbra Streisand, Vanessa Williams, Michael Stipe, LeVar Burton, Jane Krakowski and others. Mary founded Girl Meets Food in 2009 as a cover for her debilitating addiction to fried chicken and was named Washington Post’s “Favorite Local Foodie.” After 13 years in hospitality, she started freelance writing for USA Today, The Washington Post, Eater, Washington City Paper, and more. Today, she provides digital marketing for hospitality clients as a content creator who’s contently creating content.