Thursday, 5 January 2017

After placing my order for four toyuq şiş from my usual ḥalâl cart on 37th Ave. and 74th St., I walked to DM to buy two bottles of rubbing alcohol but didn’t check in because my smartphone ran out of power on the way and it wasn’t worth starting to recharge it when I’d be home again so soon. My food wasn’t quite ready when I returned so I waited a bit watching the local men, including a bearded young men who apparently knew the workers because, despite the quite low temperature, he placed a coat or jacket on the cart’s hitching post after chatting with them. (My favorite worker wasn’t there but so it goes.) I should have rescued my napkins from sauce by removing them from the plastic bag but I didn’t. ☹