It’s August, and you know what that means. Beach books. Honestly, forget Grisham. Try two from the Mercury Trilogy (The Gringo, Laura Fedora) or Nine Lives. “You won’t find anything funnier,” said God. Just click here. For more, go to Robert Brancatelli. … Continue reading Mittwoch Matinee
“She turned away to think about what he said, and the book slid off her lap in a flurry of pages to the ground. He bent down to retrieve it and noticed her feet. He had never really looked at them before, not … Continue reading Mittwoch Matinee
I might be strange. We just experienced a heat wave in New York City that lasted for days. As I explained to my mother, who lives in Las Vegas and laughed when I complained to her, heat in New York is like no other. It is a combination of heat, haze, humidity, and a secret sauce of garbage, exhaust, and a layer of marine air filled with the lament of seagulls. Poetic, ain’t it? You won’t find it anywhere else. It’s even better on Staten Island, site of the city’s landfill and my hometown. Here’s why I might be strange … Continue reading Summer in the City
What topic could be better than watermelon heading into the summer? But let me say, right off the bat, that I do not actually know how to buy a watermelon. I don’t. This post is about my various attempts, nearly … Continue reading How to Buy a Watermelon
The long, humid days of summer make me pensive. I think it’s because they remind me of my youth and summer vacations from school. Anything was possible then, and I felt full of life and love, something like a character … Continue reading “Chi Po Non Vo”
I just got back from a two-week business trip to Brazil and Uruguay. That may seem like a long time, but I was just getting the hang of spelling Uruguay when I had to take a plane home. Actually, it … Continue reading Slip of the Tongue
