I was filling out a job application recently and they asked how people related through food and how that makes you relatable.
The other night my assistant Gilberto and I were out for our Touristy Tuesday thing that we do on Tuesdays. That’s how I came up with the name. We are always on the lookout for new restaurants, bars, events, pastry shops, coffee and tomfoolery.
Because today is the day people. I can’t believe this is happening to me. I’m so nervous. Or am I excited? This could be really good or really bad. I didn’t sleep a wink last night. I was pacing back and forth, biting my nails more than usual. Yikes!!
When I started out writing like a mad fool in the fifth grade, I was like a runaway train. I was full speed ahead with ideas just pouring out like a broken faucet. NO! Like a runaway train.
I’ll be the first to admit that I have no idea what I want out of life. I don’t expect anything either. I also don’t think this a bad thing. I want to do what makes me happy and which ever direction that takes me. Well then, so be it. Come to think of it, isn’t not knowing what you want kinda knowing what you want?
Most people have a gift. That little nugget of bliss that occurs for them when they need it. You could look at it as having the best of luck or the worst of luck. For example, I have a friend that has the best luck finding parking spaces. She can pull up to a place and find parking right in front of the building. Living in New York City this is an amazing gift. This is her little gift that she has. Luck? Gift? Either one, it’s special. My gift you ask? I can make any line come to a complete stand still. No joke. Every line at the store could have nine people in it. I can get in the line with one other person and it will go nowhere. This sounds like it would be frustrating but it’s become comical to me. My go to place is Bed Bath and Beyond. I gravitate towards Bed Bath and Beyond like a drunk to a dollar slice of pizza. If you live in Manhattan Bed …