Ever since my son was old enough to bang on a glass with a pair of chopsticks, I’ve been going for dim sum in Chinatown, a few blocks away from where I live. Now, still close to home 17 years later, eating oysters deep-fried in fortune-cookie-shaped wontons and fabulous green dumplings stuffed with mushrooms and Read More
Dining à la Groucho Marx
At an East Village Southern Italian
“This way, please.” The friendly young maître’d at Frank in the East Village was standing on the sidewalk and motioned me inside.
Not so fast. A red-faced waiter charged out the door, brandishing a plate of spaghetti. I jumped aside in the Read More
Dick Cavett, slave to the moonwalk, just couldn’t help himself. It was just past 1 p.m. on Thursday, Oct. 12, and Mr. Cavett was sitting on a folding metal chair in the downstairs lobby of the Circle in the Square Theatre with a television camera trained on his face. He was finishing an interview with Read More
