On Monday night, I was invited to the very swanky members-only Soho House in West Hollywood for a dinner called “Insex.” I don't usually go to dinners with titles – especially not ones based on bug puns — but this one promised lurid stories of insect mating rituals and, as a pseudo (foodo?) dating columnist, I thought it was my duty to go. After realizing that...
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