The Long Table
September eighth. Simone's birthday was last week and we did what we always do, which is find a table and refuse to leave it. I had booked the reservation for seven and by the tim…
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September eighth. Simone's birthday was last week and we did what we always do, which is find a table and refuse to leave it. I had booked the reservation for seven and by the tim…
Read entryMarch seventh. Simone turned thirty-one last month, Valentine's Day, which she will tell you is a curse and a gift depending on whether the restaurant has prix-fixe menus, but we…
Read entryNovember twenty-ninth. The week after Thanksgiving is its own strange weather. Everything feels slightly deflated, the big meal behind you, December not quite arrived yet, the cit…
Read entryJanuary eighteenth. I want to be transparent about the state I was in last night: I had gotten approximately four hours of sleep, I was wearing jeans that required a decision, and…
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