The Stork Club, Manhattan, about 1952.
Waiter: "And what will the young gentleman have?"
My brother, Don : "What do you have?"
Waiter: "The Stork Club has everything."
Don: "Then I'll have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich."
Which, after a bit of a delay, was delivered to him. My grandparents -- who believed in taking children to good restaurants early and often -- later told me the kitchen had sent someone out to the corner market to buy a jar of peanut butter.
6 comments:
I love this story!
PB&J still a favorite. I actually remember that day. Great memories always linger on. Thanks for posting.
Fondly,
Don
I am completely in love with that photo. Fabulous.
Woderful evocative photo!
well, the look on yours and Don's face says it all. Especially Don's. I mean, well....he had PB&J at the STORK Club!
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