Okay, So I get this really sad email.
It goes a little like this…………

Gypsy has been this magical place for many many people. New friends, new ideas, new love, a salon of creativity. But as with all things destined to touch hearts, evil waits to take it away. We have been betrayed. Gypsy as we know it was too scary a place to exist, so now it doesn’t.
Someone ruined Seattle’s underground dining scene. Gypsy was a private dinner club with some of Seattle’s best chefs. You had to be a member. You had to be invited. It was a private experience and you had to be on the list.
Someone ended it. Someone said too much.
This makes me sad for several reasons. First of all, I never attended any of the dinners even though I really wanted too. I am so angry at myself for this.
Seattle foodies had a place to come together, a place to invest all the energies, a chance to prove to each other that Seattle has a vibrant food scene.

The email ended with a few kind words: And to the traitor to the clan we offer you this: May you never sleep well, may laughter sound bitter in your ears, and may food always taste like ashes to you…this is our Gypsy curse. You have destroyed a good thing.

I couldn’t have said it better myself!


Written by franticfoodie

I am Keren Brown (note: Keren with 2 E's). I love living in Seattle, I think the weather here is fabulous and spend my days writing, organizing and planning food events. Read about Seattle food events, recipes or just immerse in the food obsession. Check out my other blog in the Seattle PI http://blog.seattlepi.nwsource.com/franticfoodie/

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