Melinda didn't feel like cooking last night, so John took us out. I suggested we go afield, to the Red Hook neighborhood of Brooklyn, as there was no place to park in Park Slope anway. We ended up a bar called Hope & Anchor, where the karaoke was hostessed by a former Warhol Factory denizen by the name of Kay Sera. We were all so hungry, we ordered a too much fried food and lived to regret it.
|Kitten sittin' near the rain.|