Gringo Shit

It’s Sunday and we’re mad busy. Fluvio’s home sick so I’m left with the keys to the kingdom. The waiters are all working doubles. The “who gets to go home first” begging ritual is in full swing. “Oh man I am so tired,” Shlomo says to me. “You can have the rest...

Sick and Tired

Sorry I haven’t ben writing more. Very busy week at the Bistro and I’m under the weather. Thank God for Ny Quil! I’ll be back with more tales of horror soon! Welcome to all the new readers! So you know – this isn’t a daily blog. I post on...

Hit And Run

On April 8th Maria Nolan, a 45 year old financial planner for Fleet Securities, was crossing the street near Madison Avenue and East 65th Street when she killed by a hit and run driver. Described in the press as a pretty, well dressed, and petite woman – she lived in...

A Thousand and One Uses

I’m telling a five top the specials when I feel a hand slide into my pants. Catching a whiff of perfume I enjoy the sensation of delicate female fingers wriggling around in my pocket. Grasping the hard object she’s looking for she pulls out….. ….. my wine opener....