Our Lady of Fifth Avenue

I have a morning meeting with my publisher. I don’t want to be late so I leave home early. I shouldn’t have worried. Every subway I need to get over to East 53rd Street pulls up to the platform the moment I arrive. As I step aboard my subway car I notice...

It’s Scary Out There

Ring. Ring. “Cacciatores Risotorante,” a perky female voice answers. “How may I help you?” “Good afternoon,” I say. “I was wondering if you were looking for wait staff.” “I’m so sorry,” the girl says...

We Don’t Need No Stinking Soda!

“May I get you something to drink?” I ask the teetering octogenarian on table 17. “Gimme a soda with no ice,” the old woman snaps. “Of course madam,” I reply. “And I want ice on the side,” she screeches. Not so loud Grandma. Turn up the hearing aid. “Of course...

Amanda 7

My father and I are eating lunch at a TGI Fridays. It just happens to be Friday afternoon. We’re sitting next to a plate glass window fronting a busy highway. Outside the roads are already thickening with commuters. My father’s eating chicken while I...