Thanksgiving Feast...

One of the coolest things my old office does, is throw a thanksgiving for clients. Every year, our homeless and hungry clients can count on a decent meal and a festive atmosphere. I't some of the best food in the Bronx, and one of my favorite occasions of the year. Sadly this is the first year I won't make it.



Of course, One of the worst parts about working up there, is the utter lack of decent food. Up near Supreme Court, there is a Burger King and an old deli where Judges, court officers, ADA’s and defense lawyers stand cheek by jowl waiting for mediocre club sandwiches. And across the concourse, near the criminal court, there is a food court where the aggressively obese can choose from various fried fast food flavors. Finally, down a bit further, near my office, is the dirty sandwich bodega where for five bucks I can get a sloppy helping of rice, beans and an indeterminate protein product. For years, I ate every lunch at the same place: The Feeding Tree—a superb hole-in the wall serving phenomenal Caribbean food. They demolished it though-- to make room for a new, even larger criminal courthouse. So now, on a good day I eat at the gas station—a new British Petroleum station which because of it’s corporate standardization, brings croissants and salads to the South Bronx. And the gasoline fumes aren’t too bad.

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