Eleven mentions does not a trending hashtag make. If you’re not going to spread the word, you can all at least contribute a minimum of $250 each, but preferably $1000 or more, so that I can take out a full-page ad in the New York Times.
The New York City marathon has been cancelled this weekend, which I’m sure is a terrible inconvenience for many runners, almost as bad as having no power or water or food, or having one’s house washed into the sea.
I know there are some who wanted the marathon to go on to declare the RESILIENCE OF THE CITY. Hear, hear, I say! By giving in, we have allowed the ocean to win. How will we declare to Neptune that He Is Not the Boss of Us? Let the runners traipse over New Yorkers’ shattered lives to prove a point to nature!
Osteria Morini, Lafayette & Spring, New York City. It’s not in New Jersey, but we will take credit for anything within five miles of the border.
Gnocchi with beef cheek ragu, dried cherries, and olives:
Gramigna with pork sausage, peas, cream, and black pepper.
Not pictured: the buffalo mozzarella with figs; the pork chop with grilled quince and crispy pancetta; the rosemary-olive oil cake with blueberries; the coffee budino; and the extremely satisfying burp I just emitted.