A night out in Paris comes with a side order of fantasy. For me the fantasy involves champagne and bread crusty enough to give your gums a paper cut. Some gentle conversation, the warmth of a rustic glass of red and not being mocked as I mangle the french language. All of these things make […]
Travel
I’m good at lunch. I’m not afraid to say it. Particularly when I’m traveling. Then I’m very good at it. It becomes the anchor around which a day is built. Sure there’s a stop for coffee in the morning. Then maybe a wander. A museum. But then you need a place to moor yourself, gather […]
I now know where the beautiful people are. They’re past Times Square; past the shiny lights, sweat splattered brows, polyester pants and ‘five shirts for $11.99’. They’re past the clusters of hot dog-munchers with aprons of excess flesh that squat in Central Park and watch other people exercise. They’re weren’t staying with us in a […]
At the table next to us there’s a six year old. Adjacent is her brother. He can’t be older than nine. She’s in a sparkly spaghetti strap dress with an aquamarine wrap around her shoulders. Some how he’s shirked the men’s ‘jacket required policy’. There are many things I expected to see at Per Se. […]
8 am This is what the start of a cracking day in Chicago looks like. In summer the defacto home-town of the President is a shiny place, rounded by the charm of mid-west smiles. There are expanses of water and feats of architecture every way you turn your gaze. And it turns out the Windy […]