It's late at night, and I've just uncovered a box of old menus I didn't even know I had. I thought I'd thrown them all away in the move from Los Angeles to New York in 1993, but I seem to have sent one big box, neatly sorted into alphabetized folders. All I've got is the end of the alphabet; how I regret having jettisoned the rest! What did I send instead? Rickety furniture? Old clothes? How could I not have known that one day I'd treasure these old menus?
Forgotten Restaurants
Forgotten Restaurants
Forgotten Restaurants
It's late at night, and I've just uncovered a box of old menus I didn't even know I had. I thought I'd thrown them all away in the move from Los Angeles to New York in 1993, but I seem to have sent one big box, neatly sorted into alphabetized folders. All I've got is the end of the alphabet; how I regret having jettisoned the rest! What did I send instead? Rickety furniture? Old clothes? How could I not have known that one day I'd treasure these old menus?