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Howdy all, 

A Halloween tale should be popping up in your various podcast feeds anytime now... thought I'd launch a sneak attack this time around, kind of like egging your house and then running away. Also a nice little way to avoid hitting up anyone's bank accounts unexpectedly; this one's a freebie. Thanks for the relentless, terrifying support, all!

Until later....


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Soren Narnia

Regarding Edison, I will go anywhere there's a truly great diner---but I have become one of the great diner snobs of our age, and each must now satisfy a 17-point authenticity checklist for me to set foot in it!

Emily T

All right, upon further reflection, I was inaccurate. It is not a diner. It is a deli so I am sorry, Harold's. Their matzoh ball soup is among the best I've ever had and their disturbingly large pastrami sandwiches meet with the approval of my terrifying Brooklyn raised MIL. Everything there is huge, which I find somewhat upsetting but it is as close as you're going to get to real deli outside of NYC or Brooklyn. Ok, now my conscience has been soothed, Carry on.

Jill E Merrill

Emily: Actually, the best place to get matzoh ball soup was my grandmother’s apartment in the Bronx. If you didn’t mind the sensation of matzoh balls floating around in your stomach for days. She lived what used to be an incredibly classy building with marble floors and a chandelier in the lobby. Not so much when we visited. Her apartment was on a really high floor with s great view of descending Manhatten rooftops. None of which had Delilah bathing on the roof whose beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya So she didn't tie you to a kitchen chair or break your throne or cut your hair nor from your lips she drew the Hallelujah