
Ernest Borgnine died on 9th July.
At his booth in Tortilla Flats, a Tex-Mex joint in New York’s West Village, they’ve put up a memorial shrine.
I’ve been there on pilgrimage. It was Borgnine’s birthday. There was free tequila, a colouring competition, and a game of bingo where the numbers had to form an ‘E for Ernie.’
Drunkenly, my date and I used poster paints, glitter and glue to liven up photocopies of Ernest’s face before the bingo caller ordered everyone to toast the aged star (“Here’s to another 95 for Mr. Borgnine!”).
Best. Date. Ever.
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