This blog has been the source of numerous celebrity sightings of Judge Samuel A. Alito. UTR correspondents have spotted Judge Alito on his way to get coffee and at a local supermarket (where he bagged his own groceries). Indeed, Article III Groupie fears that it's only a matter of time before she and her readers are slapped with a temporary restraining order, directing them to stay 500 feet away from Judge Alito.
But before that happens, let's get in one more judicial sightation of Judge Alito! Here it is:
This sighting is an oldie, but a goodie; it took place a few weeks ago. I wasn't going to share it with you at first because it arguably places Judge Alito is a less-than-flattering light. But now that his own mother* has openly talked about how disappointed Judge Alito was when he didn't get nominated the first time around, losing out to Harriet Miers, I feel at liberty to share this with you.
On the Friday after the Miers nomination was announced (on that Monday), I was walking along Broad Street in downtown Newark with a few colleagues. We were on our way back from lunch. And suddenly, my heart skipped a beat. Like any good Article III groupie, I recognized the man walking toward us, heading down Broad Street in the other direction: the Honorable Samuel A. Alito, Jr.!
Judge Alito was walking by himself, unaccompanied by his law clerks, and he was looking absolutely inconsolable. His face bore an expression of the most exquisite and profound sadness -- a look of misery so intense that only the great Isabelle Huppert could conjure it up. If I knew any of this year's Alito clerks, I would have whipped out my cell phone then and there, called one of them up, and said, "Remove all sharp objects from chambers immediately!"
As we walked past Judge Alito, I looked over my shoulder to see where he was heading. He walked into Queen Pizza -- an eatery that some of us refer to, with a mix of affection and indigestion, as "the pizza dump." The pizza at Queen is decent and cheap ($1.50 a slice). But it's hardly an establishment fit for an Article III demigod! The thought of a Supreme Court short-lister eating there depressed me.
Here's my speculation: devastated by his losing the Supreme Court nomination to Harriet Miers, Sam Alito was heading in to the Queen to grab some Italian comfort food. Perhaps he ordered up a plate full of ziti, just like Mamma Rose used to make?
By the way, A3G, rumor has it that the Alito clerks maintain their own (ironic?) version of Zagat's, dedicated to describing Newark's many fine eateries (yes, that was sarcastic). If the Michelin Guide can make it to New York, can a hop across the Hudson to Newark be far behind?
A3G thanks her reader for this scrumptious sightation. It appears that Supreme Court nominees enjoy a slice of pizza every now and then (as do the justices themselves; Justice Scalia reportedly frequents AV Ristorante, where he orders pizza with anchovies). Supreme Court justices: They're just like us!!!
On a somewhat related note, in light of the news reports quoting Rose Alito concerning her son's disappointment when Harriet Miers was nominated, some of you have asked whether Judge Alito might be the judge mentioned in this "Justice Is Blind" item (item #3). Alas, A3G can neither confirm nor deny the identities of any of the judges mentioned in her blog's blind items (which are some of the most sensitive and controversial things that she publishes). She appreciates your understanding.