At work yesterday I was feeling chilly. It was the first properly cool day of the season. Later we discovered that the air conditioner in the office had been on. Still, I flung caution to the breeze and headed up 2nd Avenue to Pommes Frites to find an unlikely lunch. A coneful of fries.
They are not the best fries in town. But they are the best coneful of fries in town. And I wanted them drenched in malt vinegar.
So that was lunch.