For the life of me, I can’t figure out why the amazing restaurant where I ate last night is called “The Rabbit in the Moon.” I didn’t see any white furry creatures and none of the artwork resembled a moon. Nonetheless, both the food and service were superb.

Almost hidden on 8th Street between Fifth and Sixth Avenues is a gorgeous townhouse-like structure. Look for the brick façade because there is no sign. Instead of walking into a home, you walk into a restaurant that feels like home. Because I was celebrating the birthday of my beautiful date, Mayi, a stunner born in Peru, I wanted everything to be just right. I was not disappointed. After putting me in the most romantic private dining room, with velvet walls, tall table candles, and a medieval shield ornament, they made sure that the birthday girl was made to feel special. A complimentary glass of rose champagne from Spain was a nice touch, but what made my date’s face light up was the chocolate mousse cake that read “Happy Birthday Miss Peru.” (Yes, she is so hot that I nicknamed her Miss Peru).

Rocco, the owner, has tons of experience in the food and entertainment business having owned a string of restaurants and nightclubs, but this one “The Rabbit in the Moon” must mean “The Best Restaurant Downtown” in some sort of secret code. That makes sense since I felt like secret agent 007: James Bond in the hidden dining room with my sexy birthday “Bond” girl.

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…And from the looks of it, so do 75% of the people who come to “watch” the opening day polo match in the Hamptons. Mercedes-Benz, the main sponsor, creates an open-air car showroom on the lawn displaying their latest models. Yes, Polo is a sport for the rich (the horses are expensive), for those who’ve made it, for those who have arrived, and frankly, for those who can easily afford a new Mercedes. This year, because Ralph Lauren and his famous polo logo were also sponsors, a Polo Store was set up outdoors under a small tent for everyone to shop while ostensibly “watching” the polo match. A great idea, since a towel—with or without a polo player on it—is what everyone needed in the 100-degree sun. If the organizers wanted to increase the actual viewership of the sport, they would move the match from 4-6 p.m. to 6-8 p.m. so that everyone could watch comfortably without sweating in the sun. Or, they could air condition the tent.

While the horses are beautiful, the players handsome, and the field immaculate, if you really want people to watch the sport during the extreme heat, cool the tent! Certainly Mercedes-Benz could find an air conditioner sponsor. Once the tent was cool, people might have the patience to try and find the tiny little ball the horsemen are whacking across the field with their mallets, attempting to score a goal. Until then, I’ll admire the models, enjoy the free drinks and hors d’oeuvres, try and spot celebrities, and catch up on the latest gossip—just like everyone else! I mean, really, what’s more fun, seeing hot reality TV star Kim Kardashian in person, or trying to follow that little white ball somewhere on the opposite side of the field? Big boobs or little white ball? Tough choice.

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Drum roll please… Peggy Siegal! The Meryl Streep of the movie public relations world, is in a class all by herself. And, as always, she has proved to be the networking Czarina and ultimate party hostess of the film industry. There is no talent agent in the world, no director or producer on the planet, that knows how to entertain the movie crowd, give them what they want and have them begging for more. If you are lucky enough to be her friend or a friend of one of her employees, you can enjoy the rare combination of being the first to see a movie premiere in New York City (red carpet included) and enjoy a spectacular new restaurant during the after party (real movie stars included).

This past Monday I got to see The Extra Man starring Kevin Kline, Paul Dano and Katie Holmes followed by a unique after-party at what has to be the trendiest Italian restaurant I’ve ever seen in New York: Vapiano.

The red neon bar and red Venetian glass chandelier were spectacular and I was greeted by what appeared to be 100 chefs all wearing bright red chef’s hats. The beauty of it was that each of the guests had their own private chef, ensuring that their pasta, pizza or salad was made exactly the way they liked it. Crusted pesto and chicken pizzas came out every four minutes along with other delicacies, making this post-party a blast. Peggy, if I am permitted to call you Peggy, great performance! Enjoy your Oscar. You deserve it!

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Without pulling a rabbit out of a hat, DJ Lee Kalt stunned late diners at restaurant 75 Main in Southampton by turning the intimate restaurant into a throbbing, pulsating nightclub. With the use of two fast and ultra-coordinated hands plus an instinctive sense of timing, DJ Lee Kalt created an instant transformation. Lights were dimmed and large supper tables were whisked away as European house music blasted and bottles of champagne were ordered—voila! The hottest new club in the Hamptons was born. This is just what the Hamptons needs: a club that plays the latest music, attracts a sophisticated crowd, and is centered right in the heart of town.

The beauty of it all was that the venue wasn’t full of rowdy teenagers with fake IDs. How DJ Lee Kalt made them disappear is something only David Blaine knows for sure. Real class and a total blast.

Rumor has it, this musical magic trick may be a new weekly Saturday night treat. Guess I should have saved that line for Halloween.

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Wow! That’s all my guest of honor Erick Morillo could utter after inspecting each and every room of my castle in the Hamptons this past 4th of July weekend. The superstar DJ, who travels the globe constantly and is shown the red carpet everywhere (due to the nature of his business and the status he has earned), thought he had literally seen and done it all. Then he spent the night partying at my place. As if in a trance (not caused by spinning trance) he marveled at the beauty, sounds, and size of the place.

“You rocked my world and have taken me to another place,” Erick said to me. “Well,” I replied, “You’ve taken so many people to another place with the power of your music, that you deserve to have someone give you the same experience in return.”

Of course my hosting was aided by a few things: flaming bowls, exotic flower arrangements, multi-colored lasers, lava lamps, strobe lights, black lights, an infinity pool, jacuzzis and an ornate 15,000-square-foot medieval fortress with gates, a moat, a drawbridge, a dungeon and secret rooms.

I wanted Erick to have a great time so I invited tons of beautiful women to my castle for him to meet. But, sometimes the castle is just too much for people to handle. After all, it does have creepy knights in armor scattered around, and swarms of real bats, which fly low over the misty pool, just like Count Dracula’s castle in Transylvania. But unlike the vampire movies where people really do go missing, the castle I own has never lost a guest… However one visitor freaked out this weekend thinking that her missing friends were in some sort of danger. That conclusion couldn’t have been farther from the truth. Her friends were having so much fun in the castle that they kind of forgot their friend outside by the pool. The girl by the pool wanted to leave, couldn’t find the friends who had abandoned her, started to have a panic attack and called the police saying something had happened to her two girlfriends. The fuzz call was a buzzkill for me, my friends and my special guest Erick. Luckily when the police arrived, the cops thought she was the nutty one for making an emergency call at 5:00 in the morning when it wasn’t a real emergency.

The medieval madness and the insane police drama caused Erick to say it again… “Wow!” Only this time he added, “I have to get my own castle!”

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