Maison Mason
This is going to be the last interview I ever give,” states Alice Mason, “so please make it nice.” She is a woman used to orchestrating things, and at 85 years old (until now she has always fibbed about her age by 5 years), she arrives for lunch at Bella Blu, still quite fashionable in a black cashmere cardigan, black Armani slacks and a black patent leather Chanel bag, enlivened by a boldly colorful Hermès scarf. “I don’t deprive myself,” she smiles.
While cherry blossoms line the streets and the crowd at the restaurant’s café spills onto the sidewalk enjoying the April weather, Mason reveals her plans to be a shut in. “I have scheduled a lunch this Wednesday at La Grenouille; that will be my last time out,” Read More
