Sunday Lunch with ... Kareem Abdul-Jabbar
t's 3 in the afternoon, and the main dining room at the Four Seasons is -- technically -- closed. But there's a table waiting when I arrive. Set with fine china and good silverware and black-linen napkins that have been specially designed to not leave lint on black clothes, it sits in the one corner of the restaurant that is not visible from either entrance.
Sunday, May 30, 2004
Sunday Lunch with ... Pico Iyer
A few years ago," Pico Iyer writes in the introduction to his latest book, Sun After Dark (Knopf, $22.95), "when America was enjoying a period of prosperity unprecedented in its history -- and computers were being hailed as the unacknowledged legislators of mankind (at a time when two-thirds of the people alive had never used a telephone) -- I decided to take myself off to the poorest countries in various corners of the world."
Friday, May 28, 2004
No such thing as free lunch, but how about dessert?
For a lot of kids, the big attraction of our class trips to the planetarium was the stuff they sold in the gift shop. Like space food. "Ice cream just like the astronauts have it!" our chaperons would say.
Sunday, May 23, 2004
Sunday Lunch with ... Miss Teen USA
Tami Farrell is, along with her entourage of chaperones, waiting in the lobby of the Chicago Hilton and Towers when I arrive. Farrell, 19, the reigning Miss Teen USA, has her tiara and sash with her. Because a photographer will also be joining us, she has to wear them for the interview, though they don't quite go with her black leather jacket. Oh, and one more thing, an entourage member whispers, we can't take pictures of her eating. Pageant rules.
Friday, May 21, 2004
FBI curious about Till case, but Mississippi isn't
I know travel is supposed to be broadening. You go some place you've never been before, and you come back changed, with a different perspective, a new appreciation for things.
Wild about Harry
