Breakfast with Enid Stubin
Breakfast today with Enid Stubin, who writes a New York diary for The Reader, and whom I hope to persuade to write sometimes for More Intelligent Life. I asked her by e-mail if she was around Manhattan much, to which she replied, "like pavement".
We go to Petrosian, which sounds posh but is no more expensive that Pain Quotidien across the road (packed out today—something to do with the New York marathon). I've deserted Starbucks since they started chalking the calorific values on to the price tags of their pastries. Who knew that a croissant had 340 calories?
Enid says it can't possibly have that many by the time you eat it, because so much of it has flaked away already on to your clothes or the floor. I usually recover the bits from my clothes, but I draw the line at the floor. Which leads us on to a discussion of "friable", which I had always assumed had something to do with frying, but which Enid insists means "crumbly".
A very funny morning. I think we may have succeeded in persuading Enid to give us some of her spare pixels. Fingers crossed.
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Hoping to read more Enid
November 13, 2007 - 07:01 — Visitor (not verified)Hoping to read more Enid Stubin "stuff"