Hollywood is a town where business is conducted over a meal. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, drinks; this is the steady routine that has cluttered the daily calendar of any self-respecting agent, producer, or studio executive for years.
Then Covid arrived, and it all came to a grinding halt. Eighteen months later, amid multiple false starts and variants, many folks still won’t leave home. To me, this represents the loss of a great tradition. Sitting in my home office, microwaving Tikka Masala from Trader Joe’s, waiting for that next Zoom call, does not do the trick.
