Met up with a friend, creative director/design maven (as well as fellow Eagle scout) Patrick Li, and headed over the Brooklyn Bridge to the amazing smells and tastes of Fette Sau, the barbeque spot on Metropolitan.

I first met Patrick through our friend Gerry V when I moved to NYC, and he’s one of my favorite people here, excellent designer and very funny. (Fun Trivia: He and Gerry worked at Emigre Magazine, back when it was printed with amazing spot colors and those huge ridiculous dimensions. Remember that?) He’s been part of the magazine Self Service for many years, as well as a partner in the design firm Work in Progress, and now he’s started his own company, Li, Inc. He’s also this week’s featured ‘Insider’ on the New York Times’ blog The Moment, giving us a quick glimpse into what it might be like to live the fashionating life of Patrick Li. Of course he’s likely already on to something else.

Here’s a great canvas carry-bag, one of the first projects from Li, Inc., an identity piece for the The Shop at Cooper-Hewitt Museum. $10 well spent on yourself or as a gift.

Fette Sau gets really focused.

But back to the BBQ. We (Patrick, Tony ‘Chisel’ Chan, Yuki) arrived and met our friends Jane Morledge (former Def Jam co-worker) and Jayson Jackson, who handles artist management for Mos Def, Santogold, Spank Rock and a few others. Jayson broke down some funny stories, but I can’t blow up his spot on the internets. Something about how ‘this one doesn’t like that one.’

Jayson Jackson: FIRE. Dude has stopped eating meat however… Maybe he can head over to Whole Foods and grab a carrot. Just kidding, he broke down and ate the brisket.

Then, I just started eating.

Whoa. I’ve been several times, I knew what to expect, but I went in with some sort of hellish hunger that clouded my judgement - The ribs and the shredded pork are so good, I ate way too much, and I ended up drinking all four open bottles of Coca-Cola that wound up in front of me via some sort of ordering miscommunication. I’m also suggesting ingesting those spicy sausages. Anyway, long story short, I felt like I got two-pieced in the gut with a phone book. A delicious, well-seasoned phone book.

Headed back home and waited for daybreak.

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