Friends Katie and Ron, who live in Queens, were kind enough to drive in to have dinner with me — even after Katie’s long and demanding work day. They recommended The Oyster Bar, a Grand Central Station tradition that none of us had tried. Soft shell crabs were on the menu, and I was in heaven. After, we came up to the club floor — where it was quieter — for another glass of wine and small pastries and the chance for more conversation.
With friends all over the country, I call this giving friendship a “good watering” — keeping the relationship current when and where it’s possible. Making time for people is a priority when I travel.
Katie and I are kindred spirits in food taste: we both had the soft shell crabs. Her husband Ron had a whole branzino. He took part of it home, including the head. Ron is Filipino; he told me Filipinos eat the whole thing, including the head. Just like my friends in Panama….