Sally, of course, never left. Since she came to the Post in the 1970s as a reporter, she has been writing for the paper in one form or another. She was one of the original vamp feature writers when Style was getting started, she married legendary editor Ben Bradlee, befriended iconic publisher Katharine Graham, left the fold to try TV and write books, but her byline would always show up.
In her inaugural column, Quinn, 68, managed to plug her book on throwing a party and talk about how she arrived at writing a newspaper column. She didn’t say much about actually throwing a party or having a dinner.
In fact, she might never offer much advice.
“I don’t want to be about which fork to use,” she says.
Quinn subtitled her party book “A Guide to Adventurous Entertaining.” It was packed with anecdotes of drunken revelry and inappropriate behavior in the name of fun. But those days are over. She and Bradlee quit throwing their annual New Year’s Eve bash nine years ago.
“It was after 9/11,” she explains, “and it seemed like a different mood.”
Now she and Bradlee are more likely to host cozy dinner parties at their Georgetown manse. She declined to name guests, beyond a recent dinner with Karen Armstrong and Depak Chopra.
And don’t expect any guidance on cooking. I asked if she prepares any of the meals. She answered: “No.”
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