Ha! Of all the cabs rides I had these past few days not one cabbie spoke unbroken english! Hum, one was Italian though. And they would not have offered me their sandwich! I guess that only happens on TV. I don't know about the corned beef but the Pastrami sandwiches at Katz are wicked. Dripping with saturated fat, oozing mustard and smelling of rye omg. They were so big we had to share them (with our spouses NOT a cabbie!)
Cabbies? The ride from JFK was awesome! 'Joe' a 20 year removed Haitian was a riot. While on Atlantic ave heading West towards Brooklyn, I told him his driving reminded me of me riding a motorcycle. Now you would have thought I just bought him the winning lotto ticket! All of a sudden he thrust his hand to the divider window and we shake hands. He rides too! The rest of the ride we talked about riding, his kids - one of which is in the Army, and other stuff too long and winded to get into now.
Heck we were about 4 hours early for our hotel check-in so Lynn and I decided to walk to the Brooklyn bridge and grab some pie at Grimaldi's Pizzeria.
Long story short, when we arrived we saw a thruxton parked out front next to the outdoor benches/tables on the sidewalk.
While seated at a table right next to the kitchen,
You can see mr thruxton (standing at the counter to the right of Lynn) a true Italian New Yorker looks who looks my way and says, "Hey! I like your hat!" (I was wearing a trumpet baseball cap) Says I, “ is that your trumpet outside?” Well instantly we were friends. Got his story about how he just bought it and how his wife let him finally have one. Never got his name but he was a head honcho as he was handling all the tickets/money. Turns out after about 20 minutes we were wondering where our onion and sun-dried tomato pie was and about that time mr Thruxton is observed munching on a huge folded over slice of pizza. OUR pizza! “Hey good choice on the pie!" says he. I said, “ surely you jest”, “no” he says, “we messed up the first one”. And then he serves up our replacement pie.
Little background: We learned from the father/daughter seated next to us that this landmark's pie is not up to snuff. More a one-time 'must see' place than a "Hey let's head to Brooklyn for some pie at Grimaldi's. Theirs was burnt and most other patrons pies looked the same. However ours was almost perfect! So much for my short version, but I'll finish that thought that while I was using the single bathroom Lynn got up and was talking to mr Thruxton. Lynn was wearing her triumph jeans and matching jacket (Blue jeans kevlar) and this just flipped out mr. Thruxton. As Lynn and I exited Grimaldi's she tells me that she got a FREE $15 Grimaldi's T-Shirt from Mr. Thruxton! Dang.
Okay enough rambling. Point is Alton Brown's cabbie was a plant. Katz is why lipitor was invented. And NY is a freaking awesome place!
Hijack? Me bad!
