This is Samson, waiting for a fare, on Central Park South. He ate a carrot while he waited. Poor Samson. I met him the other day after doing some reconnaissance for a foraging walk I will lead this morning in the park for guests of the Peninsula Hotel, under the auspices of their Academy Program, which gives visitors to New York a(n exclusive) taste of the real city.
We will not spend much time here, on The Mall.
But here. Where the green (and red) things are.
And we will be looking, not picking. I counted 30 edible plants the other day.