My chef who grew up in NYC on Jamaica Avenue which runs like a seam between the burroughs of Queens and the other one asked if I wanted to go shooting. Chef Wil had styled food for the restaurant photo shoots and had often brought his own camera to take some alternates, and also brought… Continue reading Non-Polar Non-Vortex
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Magic Hedge Part 3
We stopped for food at Montrose Beach. I had a hotdog by the water, Etta had sour creamy chicken quesadillas and Effie had a big salad of course. A man brought his caged parakeet to the beach, presumably to enjoy the air. That night we went for Chinese medicine and massage at Fit Foot, followed… Continue reading Magic Hedge Part 3

