Yesterday I saw my father's

Yesterday I saw my father's book in a store for the first time. On the "Cooking and Entertaining" table in Barnes and Noble. They had six copies and I wanted to sit and wait for somebody to pick one up. I also wanted to take a picture... but I left my camera at home.

So Elise and I were kissing on the street outside of the Barnes and Noble in White Plains and a man rolled up in a wheelchair.

"Give her another one!"

We laughed and I did. And then he showered us with compliments. "I can tell, you're a good guy," he said to me. He told Elise that she had a great face... which is the third time that's happened in a little over a week. Then he told me to slip her some tongue. Said he "taught tongue-fu down the street." And he laughed and was jolly and we laughed. He was a nice guy in a wheelchair.

Then Elise and I split up to do some Christmas shopping, I asked her where she'd like to meet in an hour. She said, "At your father's book." That struck me funny. My father's book was a landmark.