Damn, love or lust
Damn, all of us
A quiet Easter in Brooklyn.
David and I finally had a meal at Minetta Tavern in Greenwich Village. I’ve been wanting to go for years (after seeing some very rude pictures of their Minetta Burger).
The interior felt like a slice of time. From their website:
“Minetta Tavern was opened in Greenwich Village in 1937. The Tavern was named after the Minetta Brook, which ran southwest from 23rd Street to the Hudson River.
Over the course of its long history, the Tavern was frequented by various layabouts and hangers-on including Ernest Hemingway, Ezra Pound, Eugene O’Neill, E. E. Cummings, Dylan Thomas, and Joe Gould, as well as by various writers, poets, and pugilists.”
10/10 would eat again.
From two days of jury duty, and being selected for an extremely boring trial that was settled after all (not complaining)!