Have you read this little article in The New York Times recently? It’s one you shouldn’t miss as it will bring the biggest smile on your face. It’s about the dapper gent above, Harry Rosen who lives in Manhattan. He is 103 years old but doesn’t look a day older than 90. Best part? He eats a fancy dinner out every single night of the week and he usually orders a fish and a glass of chardonnay. He calls it his therapy. He enjoyes getting dressed in his best suits after which he takes a yellow cab and heads to one of his favourite fine dining restaurants in the neighbourhood. All the waiters already know him and on his arrival, they escort him to his usual table. Even though Harry is not looking for attention, since he eats solo, he often gets chatted up by fellow diners which I find very sweet and incredibly heartwarming.
“It’s my therapy, it lifts my spirits.”
The whole article gave me a huge grin. How wonderful would it be to bump into him one of those nights? Maybe even share a meal? The one thing for sure, next time Balazs and I are out and about, I'll be thinking about Harry:) How often do you eat out? Weekly, monthy or just on special occasions? xo
P.S: Happy at 100 and on eating alone.
P.P.S: And this little challenge:)
(Thanks, Kristian. Photo of Harry by Dave Sanders)