Sarah Palin, tribune of the plebs, dines with the media elite. On a previous occasion when she was in NYC, she was at Tao's for an intimate dinner with "real Americans": Vera Wang, Cindy Adams, Martha Stewart and Queen Noor. Just remember her first ever quote in the Anchorage Daily News, way back when she held no office at all:

Sarah Palin, a commercial fisherman from Wasilla, told her husband on Tuesday she was driving to Anchorage to shop at Costco. Instead, she headed straight for Ivana. And there, at J.C. Penney's cosmetic department, was Ivana, the former Mrs. Donald Trump, sitting at a table next to a photograph of herself. She wore a light-colored pantsuit and pink fingernail polish. Her blonde hair was coiffed in a bouffant French twist.

''We want to see Ivana,'' said Palin, who admittedly smells like salmon for a large part of the summer, ''because we are so desperate in Alaska for any semblance of glamour and culture.''

Don't worry, Sarah. You've left those salmon behind now and are richer than almost all of us.

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