Saturday, May 23, 2026

Musical Chairs

Saturday, May 16, 2026
For the second time in recent weeks, my brother caught me making a stupid mistake. Last week, I attributed a famous George Orwell quote to 1984 when it was so obviously from Animal Farm. A few weeks ago, I changed Deborah Lipstadt’s last name to Hofstadter, confusing her with Columbia historian Richard Hofstadter. While my brother is older, he is clearly more alert than I am.
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My mistakes aside, we had a lovely day. We joined the celebration of Dana and Gary’s second granddaughter’s baby naming. For dinner, we joined Kim and Terrific Tom at Spice Symphony, 317 West 46th Street, which mixes Chinese food with a predominantly Indian cuisine. It was fully occupied with a noisy pre-theater crowd.

We shared Shrimp Piri Piri, three pieces of spicy shrimp in cedar vinegar, curry leaves and Goan chilies ($16). Then, we proceeded in individual directions. I went to the Chinese side of the menu with Triple Szechwan, “Hakka style noodles and rice mixed and stir fried in a Chinese wok with oil, vegetables, soya sauce and fiery red szechwan sauce” with lamb ($26). This hodge podge was very good.

I drank three more glasses of Coke Zero after the first one was delivered to my lap. I dried off by the time we left to see The Balusters, a new play by David Lindsay-Abaire. It is a funny take on a neighborhood association struggling to maintain gentility in the face of traffic and personal problems.

Sunday, May 19, 2026
Toby McMullen came over today to conduct the purge of my clothes closet that I have been impotently threatening for the longest time. Efficiently and dispassionately, he reduced my haberdashery to almost manageable size
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Nicholas Kristof’s commentary on Israeli treatment of Palestinian prisoners is given two full pages in today’s paper. I believe that it is flawed, but I will leave it to others to dissect. However, I am reminded that Eric Hoffer, a philosopher who taught at Berkeley after working 21 years as a longshoreman, observed in 1968 “Everyone expects the Jews to be the only real Christians in this world.”

Monday, May 20, 2026
I have passed Playa Betty’s, 320 Amsterdam Avenue, countless times without entering. Today, however, it was the destination for lunch with Jeffrey Heller, Human Rights Warrior, and his law school buddy, Bob Axelrod. Convenience was the initial consideration, but the California-Mexican cuisine was more than satisfactory.

I had two tacos, “Short Rib & Egg, Mexican coke short rib with scrambled eggs, salsa roja, cilantro & cotija on a flour tortilla” ($7), and “Baja Fish, Tempura-battered cod with cabbage slaw, jalapeƱo crema, pico de gallo and cotija cheese” ($7). 

After the good food, we went two blocks north to the oddly named Salt & Straw, 360 Amsterdam Avenue. This ice cream company has been in business since 2011. Most of its stores are in the West; one other is in the Holy Land at 540 Hudson Street. Founded in Portland, Oregon, its website drips with sincerity. “Using ice cream as a blank for storyteller, we fearlessly explore ingredients, discover emerging artisans, and share unifying experiences.”  https://saltandstraw.com/pages/about

Fortunately, they make excellent ice cream, really excellent ice cream. I had a cup with small (by choice) scoops of Chocolate Babka w/ Hazelnut Fudge and Strawberry & Coconut Water Sherbet. I can’t wait to limp back for more, although it has no indoor seating. By the way, Bob treated, so I don’t know how much it cost, but who cares?

Tuesday, May 21, 2026
Pastrami Queen, 1125 Lexington Avenue, remains open after its sister establishment on West 72nd Street has closed for a change of identity. Michael Ratner and I met for lunch there today and dug in.  

I forgot that it was Tuesday when they offer a very good deal on twin sandwiches and went to the peak of Kosher delicatessen, a center cut tongue sandwich ($36.15). Excellent sour pickles and coleslaw came with it, as well they should at this price. Dr. Brown’s Diet Black Cherry was my beverage of choice ($2.60 a can for a captive audience). We shared a large order of French fries, brown and crispy ($9). Yes, expensive, but Michael and I are 168 years old.

Wednesday, May 22, 2026
I registered for the 25th reunion of my law school class tonight. In the morning, I took my car in for routine service and shopped afterwards on the way home. Since my Trader Joe’s is closed for renovations, I went to their (his?) Harlem branch, 123 West 125th Street, only circling the block once before finding a parking space almost in front of the door.

It reached 93° while I was running my errands. That and the promise of thunderstorms later easily convinced me that I wasn’t leaving the house again today. I’m sorry to miss the 25th reunion, but I’ll aim for the 50th.

Thursday, May 23, 2026
It turns out that there is something Donald Trump and I have in common, neither of us attended Don, Jr.'s wedding. Donald Trump Jr marries Bettina Anderson ahead of Bahamas wedding celebration

Friday, May 24, 2026
Here is a little tale about American life in the 21st century to warm your heart. Parents brawl over seating at Toledo kindergarten graduation ceremony

2 comments:

  1. "Mexican coke"? I hope you had a good snort.

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  2. Zachary Braiterman, a prof from Syracuse U. has the last word on N. Kris. What he explains is that Kristof used a Swiss company in writing about the sexual abuses of Israelis and the company was really run by Hamas. Kristof needs to be more careful.

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