My morning commute is entertaining.
There is a man who stands on the corner of 42nd and Lexington every morning advertising a diner of some sort in the area. No lie, but at 7:45 in the morning, he is standing there shouting “still serving breakfast!”
Fabulous! I’m so glad to know that breakfast is still being served before 8. Who would have considered such a thing?!
Also, my favorite bible thumper was in Grand Central this morning. And she was totally rocking her Fat Albert jacket.
