Cooking up an election
You won’t believe this. I don’t believe this. But, believe this.
Cincinnati exists. In it is fourth generation’s Busken Bakery. Owner, Dan Busken. We spoke. He appeared nice. His bakery appears nice. I’ve not personally sampled his buns — but he seems nice.
He says — ready? — “My bakery’s predicted every presidential election since 1984 — and never been wrong!”
My desire to handle his buns heated up.
He said: “We’re famous for predictions. Started 1982 with a Super Bowl cookie poll. Baking for each team we then counted how many were sold. In ’84’s Reagan and Mondale race, we did another poll. We’ve since correctly predicted just about every election.”
Yeah, OK. Imagine Donald schlepping through his greens with a Fig Newton hanging off him. Me, ever polite, asked who’s leading the cookie poll now?
Busken: “Tremendous lead. Sold so far Trump cookies were 9,827. Harris — 3,131.” No crumb’s uncounted: For some independent-nobody a smiley face “crummy candidate” grabbed 599. “So it’s chews your candidate.”
Rumors have our dear mayor hopping a trolley to Cincinnati.
More fantasies from Hollywood
MEANWHILE, Hollywood’s running around looking for faraway locations, and ideas. Saoirse Ronan’s newie filmed in Scotland’s far off Orkney islands. Lupita Nyong’o just made animated kid flick “The Wild Robot,” set on some desert island. Says co-star Bill Nighy: “The creatures are very defined.” Creatures?!
And Halle Berry’s trapped, stuck inside, in the woods 10 years with “Never Let Go.” Dystopian end-of-the-world horror thriller. Haunted and hunted by evil spirits. Sweet. Sounds nice. Berry: “This mother’s struggling with mental illness? Delusional. Living middle of nowhere, sequestered for a decade, we filmed in Vancouver and asked, is the evil real?”
Is whoever thought this up real?
Wait. More. “Blink Twice” means paradise. Rich kid Channing Tatum invites girls. Trouble follows.
Tatum: “I play a techie billionaire. Big money at a young age. No rule book. Like that Epstein guy. Things not as they seem. A mysterious invasive feeling enters the movie.”
Still no idea what this is about. I probably blinked three times. Zoë Kravitz directed. Stars Geena Davis and Christian Slater.
Filmed, where else? Mexico’s Yucatán Peninsula.
Exec privilege
DESPITE fuzzy fuzz findings, stop reporting Turkish Airlines upgraded Eric Adams. So what? He’s VIP. A bonus for them. With all the wings flying, our cloud’s No. 1 most wildly madly crazily booked fleet is not necessarily always Turkish Air. They’re appreciated but not forever necessarily captivity’s first most desired wings. Historically, it’s known some empty seats.
Who cares how the Ottoman Empire’s Sultan schlepped around. But Eric’s the New York City Mayor. Deserves it. Even butchers may wangle an upgrade on Turkish Air.
UPPER Broadway sign: “Beware of children going to and from school. Especially if they’re driving cars.”
Only in New York, kids, only in New York.