Seven years after my last visit, we met for lunch again at the Dutch Goose.
This wouldn't have happened 30 years ago: the kids from the nearby private school (K-5) took over the joint. The racket was such that neither retirees, grad students, or venture capitalists could hear themselves think.
I asked one kid if they always came here. "It's a minimum day." Note to self: avoid the place on Tuesdays.
The Goose has added healthier fare, for example, the turkey burger which one friend had. I went with a hot pastrami. We all had beers, though. There's a limit to how much any of us are willing to change.
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