Elite Event @ The Pink Door & The Moore Theatre

Great drinks, great people, great show and great fun at the Moore! The Cruz Control performance really opened my eyes to the choreographed hiphop world. I have lots of respect for those that take so much time to memorize and perform those awesome dance moves in time to the music — really brought back memories when they played Bobby Brown! Unilocal Events never let down! Many thanks to Michelle for putting it all together and throwing such an awesome party!

Trapeze artistry, zipped-​up pink lemonade, and a three-​course meal: Unilocalified. The Pink Door was also quite entertaining, as we sat with Ian at dinner. We also sat with Ian. I think I especially appreciated learning new moves for my Pilates class while eating salad.
At the Moore, we chatted with several people: the lovely Maia, mahvelous Mitzie, Tony (got the scoop on his Unilocal love life), Matt, Anthony D., Michelle my belle, Helen, Mary (finally! yay!), Terrell, Ron and several others. I dug the tour, especially the bit about there being a ghost at the theater – news to me.
Thanks, Michelle. You’ve outdone yourself.

thank you once again miss michelle… this was an awesome event!
thank you to pink door and the lovely lady that did tricks for us
thank you to the moore and «cruz control»… boy my ass was shakin’!!!
and most of all thank you dear ibuprofen for easing the aches all over the next day… :)
ps– watching this show made me realize how much i miss dance and will be enrolling in classes soon… believe it!

Unilocal just popped my cherry!
This was my first Unilocal event and hot damn if I was not impressed! There were some great peeps filled with passion, opinions and personality! I love!
I’ve gotta agree with Rizz though, the drinks at The Moore were not up to par. I ended up ordering a vodka martini x the olives to get my buzz on the up and up and by gawd it worked! You can never complain too much about free though… fo’ sho’.
The show was awesome! How people can bend and twist that way is beyond me but it was incredible. If this is what I will have to measure future elite events, let it be said that I will be astounded for the coming to be so grand!

OMG. SOOO much fun. Such good food, and jesus h, such strong drinks. Kinda felt it all day Saturday. I had so much fun connecting faces to names, getting hugs all around and sitting at the Betsy, Betsey and Bunneh table for dinner. Hands down, the ravioli rocked it. The entertainment? Made me want to hit the gym for about 10 hours.
Our table carried on lively conversation amongst our food fest. Moving on to the Moore, I had to pay for more parking (thanks Betsey!) and we headed to the Moore. Such an awesome theater, and I can’t believe I have never been. Amazing downstairs bar… felt like we were in our own little bat cave. and yes, I loved it. I sat at a table with Alyson, Jon «the hairpuller», Bunneh, Mr and Mrs Betsey, Betsy K, Christine and Kyle S, and met all the cool Unilocalers! Even the apparently SHY Tony G came and said Hi.
and lastly, the show… KICKED ass. The music had me hopping in my seat…
I was asleep by 1030, but memories were made. Thank you to Michelle, and EVERYONE for being SO welcoming to this Elite rookie.
:)

I tried to outsmart you Elite Event and I failed… miserably. My liver knew it would be getting a work out. I drank water for the day prior to the event and didn’t drink any other alcohol for like 2 days.
I show up to the Pink Door (with my +1) right at 3 figuring that we’d be dorks and early but since we took the bus and it was raining I just wanted to seek shelter. Turns out, lots of other Unilocalers were just as punctual. Michelle kindly hands us each 2 drink tickets. Me, being foolish, figures 2 hours at the Pink Door, 2 drink tickets, better nurse those drinks. So we start out the evening socializing in the back room and sipping on some delicious Pink Madonnas. About 35 minutes in I was on my second drinking and starting to wonder how slow I could drink it. Waiters were abound with yummy bruschestta appetizers. Delicious bread with some stinky cheese, mushrooms, and figs to top it all off. Yum.
At around 4 we get summoned to come sit in the dining room for our family style meal. I’m ready to serve myself up from a buffet sort, but no… we sit down and a fully set table. Quickly some delicious Caesar salad rolls out. (Side note: This is where I first discovered I liked Caesar dressing so it was near and dear to my heart.) After the salad is finished some ravioli and gnocchi comes out. Beyond fabulous. I devoured it. If anything served will bring me back again, it will be the ravioli. This was followed by a serving of ossobuco alla milanese. This dish wasn’t really my thing, but was still enjoyed.
The highlight was the trapeze artist dangling from the ceiling and performing during the hour. She was fabulous. Around 5 the Unilocalers headed to the Moore.
Upon arriving at the Moore, we got handed 2 more drink tickets. At this point, I knew I was going to be in trouble. We ended up downing our first drink somewhat quickly so that we could go on the tour of the theater. It was neat to be up in the balconies with fewer people and seeing the people prep for the show. Upon the conclusion of the tour we went back downstairs, used up our drink tickets and proceeded to drink more…
This is where the night headed downhill and started to get fuzzy. We did go upstairs to watch the show but because I didn’t have my glasses on me, it was a bit difficult for me to watch (without the glasses I can barely see 50 feet in front of me clearly… I forgot them in my excitement for the night when leaving the house). We watched part of it and then stumbled outside to the curb to find a cab home.
The evening was amazing and I look forward to the next elite event and meeting even more people!

Friday = Another amazing event planned by Ms. Michelle.
Saturday = ouch.

I can’t help think how irresponsible it was to dispense that much free alcohol that quickly. A++

In going to something like this you realize a few things. For one, everyone should always be wearing a name tag where ever they go, it just makes meeting new and interesting people really simple… Hi, I’m Mike, and then, with all sorts of Unilocalers around, you know you have something to talk about… Food is a good starting place.
So from the acrobat coming about 3 inches from me as she swung from a loop of cloth, the drinks, the food, the super cool choreographed hip hip and the Moore, it was indeed a spectacular time.
Interestingly, as I asked folks where should I be going right now Blackbird in West Seattle emerged as the crowd favorite. Oh, and Tim O’s favorite is that one restaurant with the good food, and yeah, the have a bar and serve drinks. I’ve gotta find that place.

I’m pretty sure I’d be a happier person if I could get half as excited as the high schoolers about the dancing we witnessed this past Friday night.
Anyone that used or uses the word ‘Epic’ to discribe this night is correct.
Kudos to Michelle B. for a great event.

Despite not being hazed like Riss J. (and I’m still not sure whether I should be jealous or grateful), the day did not start that well as the 550 I was intending to take to the event simply did not show up; thankfully another one did 20 minutes later. When I emerged from the transit tunnel, it was raining and I was thinking as far as pathetic fallacy goes this is not off to a good start.
I’d be lying if I said that I wasn’t a bit intimidated when I walked into the Pink Door. When I said hi, I probably looked like a lost puppy. When people started arriving en masse, I really felt like one. Weirdly enough, Michael O.‘s Unilocal-​mafia-​like comment to me made me feel more at ease.
Michelle B. allowed me to wield the official camera as a weapon against social anxiety, for which she is awesome, even though she took it away from me so I could enjoy lunch. So, if you like or dislike the official photos you know who to praise/​blame.
Excellent Pink Madonnas at the Pink Door (including a third that was obtained by working the system) and great bruschetta, ravioli and osso bucco, and a very friendly and tolerant wait staff. I’d been there before for burlesque so I’d seen their entertainment, but I really was not expecting the trapezist for this — they went all out for us.
We also explained to one of the waiters about what Unilocal was and how being Elite worked and he sounded seriously interested, so we may be getting a new Unilocaler out of the whole thing too.
We then went over to the lounge at the Moore, where I reclaimed my anti-​social anxiety device, although the second battery pack died relatively quickly so I was soon left to my own devices. The lounge was great for socializing, although a bit dim for photos, and I gave Betsey S. one of my drink tickets because I was done for the evening after the Pink Door.
The substitute tour was entertaining if not fully informative as he did not have all the answers, but I did find out that nosebleed sections are not just for stadiums.
I’m honestly not that into hip hop dance, but the Club Cruz Control show was still a lot of fun, and the guy (I’m not sure if it was Cruz himself?) dancing in midair was amazing.
I will admit I bailed directly after the show as the bus was going to be there in 5 minutes, as I am both not used to starting the party at 3pm and was kind of hoping to still make a poker game which didn’t end up working out — one cannot have everything.
This was for practical purposes my first Elite event and I can say it was awesome and I look forward to more. Thanks to Michelle B. and Anthony D. and everyone else involved in putting this together, and nice to meet everyone and see you again! (perhaps after I get a bionic liver, because I’m getting the impression that’s recommended if not required around here.)

How anyone can NOT give this one a 5 star, I’m not sure. What a fantastic event. Anyone not able to make it SHOULD be jealous. The pink door exclusively for us? Wow. The trapezist so close to us that Dave S. and I were ducking for cover? The ravioli with sage? Come on!
The service was excellent. The food was Scrumptrilescent. The company– as always– awesome! I got to meet some new people, like Mitzie, Carly, and Sean C. I finally met the lovely Stephy S ( Unilocal marketing guru), who elited me down in LA! We didn’t stick around for club cruz control because my feet were screamin in my fancy high boots and I had to work early this morning (and then I called in sick to work), but all in all, yet another fabulous event Michelle!!!

This is going to be a long review. This was an epic event, stretching out past six hours. Long awesome event = Long awesome review!
What an excellent event! It all started at the Pink Door. After walking around for a couple of minutes wondering where it was, I ran into some Unilocalers and tagged along. Respek must be given to Terrell for knowing where it was.
The drinks as the Pink Door were tasty with a kick. I had at least five slices of their Bruschetta and now know that figs and mushrooms are the perfect compliment to cheese. The trapezist was amazing and since my camera has a delay, I have a couple of what body part is this I am looking at?-type pictures of her acrobatics. The veal, the salad, the ravioli, and the gnocchi were total perfection. The company at the table was great as well.
Also, me & a fellow Elitist learned how to open a secure bathroom door (turns out it doesn’t automatically pop open after you put the code in, you have to PUSH on the handle)! Yes, we both had several drinks in us by that point.
Next up was the Moore. Huzzah: more drink tickets! I had a great time mixing it up. I finally met Ninja Ian, definitely the tallest ninja I’ve ever met. I’m sure he uses that to his advantage to crush the fierce ninja competition. Free Unilocal swag peppered the tables and I got some buttons and a bookmark!
I also found out that, using a certain infamous non-​Elite Unilocaler’s kooky logic, I have dated over half of Unilocal (without even knowing it)!
The Daniel Cruz show was off the charts entertaining. I pity any foos that missed this performance. M.I.A., Public Enemy, and other fantastic hip-​hop was played. The dancers did it all: hand stands, spinning their legs under their arms while almost hovering in the air, flips (!!), and just danced it up like skilled maniacs.
Bottom Line: This is the Elite Event I will use as a benchmark when judging future Elite Events. Major props to Moore man Anthony D. and Michelle «Fearless Leader» B.!!

10:00 am — Finally in the office after starting my day with a meeting in Edmonds.
Me: «I’m here until 2:45 and then I vanish. Gone. Not coming back… I’ll be on mail if anything comes up.»
Boss: «Oooooookay…you can check mail on that thing?» gestures to my precious (iphone).
Me: «Yes, I swear.»
Fucking holidays and early deadlines.
1:45 — No longer able to give a fuck about deadlines.
Me: «I’m slipping out… I’m in a meeting…(air quotes).»
Assistant: «I’ll turn your stuff off for you when I leave.»
Me: «You rock — outie.»
After 6 weeks of non-​stop work, meeting after meeting, two trips out of town, 9 ½ hour days and shoving lettuce into my face at my desk everyday — I walk out of my office, into the parking lot, and into my car which I drive to Pacific Place. I am free — thank the Baby Jesus — free at last.
I score an ADORABLE PINK COAT and make for the PINK DOOR.
BEST EVENT EVER. Seriously.
The Pink Door was a great apéritif to the rest of the night; tasty lunch (standouts were the Caesar and the spinach ravioli), sexy broad hanging from the ceiling (phenomenal ass, especially lovely in the frilly panties of the second act) and excellent table company (L’s in every seat yo).
On to the Moore where everyone was lubricated; conversation and inappropriate touching were at epic levels (thanks for the smack Mel — you know how I love that), and I am talking about something other than work. *AHHHHHH*
I admit I skipped the tour, but am SO glad I saw Club Cruz Control. What an amazing, high energy performance — had a total ball screaming from my seat with Bradford, Kendall and Quinn and the 300 or so high school kids there to cheer on their friends. Big boy and his back flip set me to awe.
Again — Way to work it out Michelle! And thanks so much to Anthony for getting us in front of an amazing show!
Yeah — it’s a long review. It has been a long year already — so just deal.

I awoke in a darkened room, my head hazy, thoughts scrambled. Where am I? I stumbled around, looking for a way out. Finding a light switch I flip it on. I am in my room. As my eyes adjust, I discovered my hair a mess, the room tore to hell… and OUCH. wth is that?
I turn my head back over my hips to inspect and see a wicked, fresh tattoo on my ass… it is simply one word
Unilocal!
I stand dazed, confused. What? what happened, why can’t I remember anything? Seeking answers I log onto Unilocal… omg, there it is. There, in my profile, next to my numbers. The ‘tag”. I’m a marked woman.
The little red logo beckons, calls…‘click me, click me’. As if moved by unseen forces my cursor moves across the screen, ever closer to the little red tag. and clicks…
Is this a test? Am I hallucinating? what is happening here… then I see them… the Elite events. There is one just a week away.
My breathing quickens, my heart races. I rsvp. The next few hours are a blur of nerves, shakes, chills. Surely, there is someone who can stop this madness. what is going on here? what do I do? what the hell am I going to wear?
Then she appears, to guide me, to teach me, to ease my trembles. Michelle B. in my inbox. The light at the end of the tunnel.
This isn’t a dream. It’s real. And I’m going to an Elite Event.
Fast forward to Friday night at 5pm… to find me off work and changing clothes in the back seat of a PT Cruiser in the SMT parking garage…
My plus one, my girl Jeni, and I are on our way… just a few short blocks and she will finally get to see for herself everything I’ve told her of events and these wacky Unilocalers. Our first night out together outside of work, and she gets an elite event! lucky betch!
The drinks at the Moore were not all that great. Not having any Pink door or other pre-​funk action, i started this stone sober… and the drinks were not helping. We bit the bullet and flirted up the guy bartender, massaging his ego while ordering our own drinks. $ 18 FOR TWO DRINKS… thats right EIGHTEEN FREAKING DOLLARS.
They were however, about 3x as strong as the drink ticket drinks… so it helped.
This is about the part of the night where I start questioning my thought process in wearing my knee high boots.
We skipped the tour, I love the Moore, it’s a great theater, but the idea of a tour, in those boots, and missed out chatting and drinking time was not on the menu for us.
The show was awesome! Jeni and I were rockin out in our seats the whole time, singing, screaming (yeah, that was jeni you heard… grrl can holla!) and having a grand time. By some of the patrons around us though you’d have thought we were at the Opera they were so still and quiet.
Then, in true hip hop fashion, 2 guys in front of us almost threw down over one guys refusal to sit his big BIIIIG ass down… He came up 3 rows just to sit next to the guy in front of me and do the «wanna go outside’ thing.
I kindly leaned over between them, said, «I have a ruler, so either whip them out and let’s settle this, or SHUT THE HELL UP.» Neither of them took me up on the offer, so big dude returned to his seat and we continued on enjoying the show.
During intermission we needed a restroom, and unwilling to wait in line for either the mens or the womans bathroom… we ran next door to the Whisky Bar.
Why have we not ye-​vented here yet??? Nice wrap around bar right in the center, big pool tables, music blaring, a door man that looks like Gene Simmons (no joke!) and we had fun introducing « Unilocal» to some guy there named Ivor. perhaps he works there, I have no idea. Jeni even parted ways with her « Unilocaltick» so that he would remember to join Unilocal and not have chapped lips. She is sooo sweet like that!
The no line, clean bathrooms were nice! Ivor was very pleased to here that there was ample soap and towels in the bathroom.
We run into some Unilocalers on the street, who are heading out to eat before the night continues, and then run into our new friends Delilah and her plus one at the Nite Lite. we chat it up for a bit and then decide we need to do some stuff, just me and jeni… before our night ends.
I know what you are thinking… it’s 9pm, on a Friday, with an Elite Event going strong and she’s leaving? wtf? well i’ve been eventing like a mo-​fo lately, and really want to hang with jeni, and also see my kids at least once a week!
So we hit up Dick’s on Lake City way (way better than the «city» dicks btw, way less attitude). In the parking lot there is a car full of little boys, hooping and hollering. One of them is turning 18 and going to his first tittie bar. I know this, because he got out of the car and screamed «I’M 18 AND GOING TO A TITTIE BAR» After a kind invite to join them, which we declined, we headed home to Bothell and another great event for me, and a first for her, comes to an end.

I feel honored that I could be apart of this completely stupendous Elite event! Due to work and the second stalled vehicle on the bridge this week, I didn’t get to the Pink Door til 4:00, but was delighted that I made it just in time for the meal and entertainment!
I have always wanted to come to the Pink door, and after this little teaser, I will be back in short order for a whole show! What a great concept to have little «Mini-​stages» throughout the restaurant so that everyone can get a good view. (As much as I do love the Can Can, it can be hard to watch the show there if you don’t get prime seating.)
The food at the Pink Door was exceptional too. I thought the wine pairings were spot on, and that ravioli! My mouth is currently watering for some more of it. I kinda feel bad for the gnocchi because I’m sure I would have thought more highly of it; if in fact, it had not been paired with the ravioli. Talk about classic second child syndrome! I even ate the Osso Buco and I, as a rule, don’t eat veal. I had to try it though and enjoyed it. Very succulent and the cinnamon polenta was great with it.
The Moore was just as amazing. I was a bit disillusioned by the one and one only choice of free drink at the reception before the show. This mainly is because I’m not the biggest fan of sugary drinks and it seemed like it wouldn’t have killed them to put beer on the list, but $ 7-​$ 9 for every drink after that? I agree with Riss… strong, but seemed like they were trying make their money back or something. The company was great though. It was so much fun hanging out with sooo many friends, both new and old!
The show… OMG! That was soooo cool! I loved the different types of dancers that were part of the troupe, I loved the choreography, I loved the music… so awesome! I kept dancing in my seat! I just wish I hadn’t quite so drunk because I don’t feel like I was truly able to focus on the dancing as much as I would’ve liked.
I don’t know where everyone else scampered off to afterward… I ended up hanging out in Queen Anne with some friends that I hadn’t seen since before I joined Unilocal.
I am truly and wholeheartedly looking forward to the next one!

What’s better than cutting out of work early on a Friday?
Nothing! But, it gets a whole hell of a lot better when you’re hanging out with the Seattle Unilocal Elite Squad, drinking pink Madonna cocktails in the bar and enjoying a multi-​course lunch at The Pink Door with a FREAKING TRAPEZIST swinging overhead!!!
And, it only gets better when you head up to The Moore Theatre for guided theatre tours and a cocktail reception before you adjourn to the balcony for a hip-​hop performance.
Yeah, this was totally worth calling in sick today!
Thanks to everyone who came out and made this night absolutely phenomenal! I can’t wait for the photos — I think most of you know why ;)