A few years ago I was dining alone at the counter of Gary Danko – easily the poshest restaurant in San Francisco – and I happened to sit next to a black gentleman who was also dining alone. Wearing a loose tan polo shirt and … Read More →
Caviar and the FedEx driver
A few years ago I was dining alone at the counter of Gary Danko – easily the poshest restaurant in San Francisco – and I happened to sit next to a black gentleman who was also dining alone. Wearing a loose tan polo shirt and … Read More →