Tag Archives: Times Square
I was finishing up my cheese omelet when I saw a distinguished figure part a cluster of waiters like Moses the Red Sea and make his way toward the back of the restuarant where I was sitting.
It was during the final days of his term, but I was still shocked to see Mayor Bloomberg at my local diner and arriving for a breakfast meeting no less. Isn’t that what Gracie Mansion for?
Does it fall under the realm of bad parenting if I have no desire to take my kid to Disney World?
A couple of days in the Magic Kingdom with hot, cranky kids has the same appeal as Times Square on New Year’s Eve during a blizzard.
Actually, Times Squares seems better
The A train has just left the Times Square Station when a disheveled 30-something Hispanic man in a wheelchair pries open the doors between the cars and pulls himself in.