Alberto did something to displease a Russian customer, who, as a sort of warning, mimed slitting his throat.
Tag: dinner
Beginnings. Endings.
I have a memory of a group of us dancing on a pontoon on the lake one Friday night that I think about if ever I need to reduce my blood pressure.
Ship of fools
On my birthday I go to an exhibition. Its themes are: death, separation, misery, gloom. Everything but fun. Perfect!
League of handsome
He’s too polite to say he thinks he’s more handsome than me, but he’s not too polite to think it.
My first night in Tel Aviv
We’re drunk and happy, and howl into the night, like wolves in the forest.
Playboy of the Western Wall
He says I should come back to the table and talk to him more, and blows me a kiss. I wink at him, like a playboy.
A respectable organ
He laughs. “I wish! I wish you’d fuck me.” He howls this into the night. He doesn’t care who hears. “Fuck you all!”
Keton
A man at another table pointed at me, his hand trembling, and said, “Itzak Stern sat there.”
Friday night dinner
Nathan pretends to look serious and says, ‘We can talk about politics, if you want,’ and laughs, then repeats himself. We stop talking about Eurovision.
