NYC - Lexington Ave. between. E. 27th and E. 28th Streets.
Outside, sunny, warm, a very pleasant summer afternoon in Manhattan. Nothing to complain about there.
Why this restaurant? It is Kosher, and one of the attendees
keeps Kosher. The only non-Jewish person in the crowd paid that person's meal.
Besides the fact that everyone in the group is old enough to drink, the only common denominator is all of us worked at the Strand Bookstore at one time or another and somhow, it still matters.
We sat and talked for a surprising amount of time. First we had to wait for one late arrival, and by the time we ate all the food we ordered, drank the beer and tea, it was almost dinner time.
So hello out there to Abigail Hope, Ron Kolm, Thomas Elias Weatherly, Victoria Wolfe, and me.
Harry, you should've been there. Maybe next time.
I'm sorry that it was inopportune for me, I'm really trying to work on my reclusiveness, so that I can be categorized as a cranky bat-shit a-hole. A few more missed connections and I'm there. I'm the hermit of Washington Heights.
ReplyDeleteIt was a good day that I almost missed, but really glad I was there. Glad too we all survived. Life is more fun now.
ReplyDeleteThere should happen other groups, some small, some middling, and maybe a few larger of such groups from the Strand, catch as catch can. There is no rule they must have all the same folk all the time. We have different schedules, familial obligations, and the freedom to run amok so all may not be available all the time.