| Dan Rather’s Drivers License |
by Michael Domino
Copyright © 2007, 2008 by Michael Domino
| How do you find these kinds of places? I don’t know; I just walk in and sit down and order! This place is strange. It’s so small - only a few tables. I know! It’s been here forever. Wait until you try the burgers. They’re best in the city. They just throw these big meatballs on the grill and then smash them with the flipper. That’s why they’ re all irregular around the edges. That, and they probably never freeze the meat. It’s fresh meat! Mmm…Wow, this IS a good burger, Michael. I knew you’d like it, Betty. I’m stuffed. Me, too. Wow, that’s an expensive hamburger. But worth every penny. I’m going to use the men’s room, Betty, and then I’ll pay. Okay. I’ll leave the tip and meet you out front. Okay. It’s so weird that a little hole in the wall hamburger joint would be way up here on Madison, in the 70s, surrounded by all these upscale store and galleries. I know it’s weird, but I like it. It’s such a nice day. It must be over 80! It’s beautiful. Let’s start walking to the Met. OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! What, Betty, what? I found… I found Dan Rather’s license. Right here, right here, look! There is his picture! Look! I can’t believe this! Where was it? |
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