From Jesse Milden, Designer and Gourmand:
Perhaps I'm guilty of ritualizing the mundane, but it does validate some of my habits and routines. I have developed a daily workplace ritual centering around my mid-day meal. General procedure follows that, at about 11 a.m., I start asking any one who will listen, "what's for lunch?" It usually happens that I continue this survey of recommendations for a few hours until I'm finally hungry enough
to make a decision and find a tasty snack.
This ritual began while working at Geary's ("Fine China, Silver, and Crystal in Beverly Hills, since 1930"), where there was an interesting assortment of restaurants nearby but only a few that were within a reasonable budget. When salespeople wanted to discuss their services over lunch, there was never a shortage of new places at which to exploit their expense accounts. When I was buying, a few favorites were The Cheesecake Factory, La Salsa, Louise's and the ubiquitous
Starbuck's across the street.
After a drive across the country (during which lunch would be the only time spent off the
highway each day), I began work at Jeff St. Onge and Friends, an advertising agency in Manhattan, located in the netherworld between Chelsea and Midtown. My favorite lunches were from Ngone, a Senegalese restaurant (823 6th Ave between 28th and 29th) and Minar Taj Mahal, an Indian restaurant (31st Street between Broadway and 5th). Most of my co-workers had
aversions to food with roots in non-Westernized nations and steered clear of these choices.
Some days, the trip to grab some food would be the only time I saw sunlight. Other days, these meals were delivered and eaten while producing drop shadows on logos and collecting documents for the service bureau. There were occasional days when we could take a leisurely stroll to Albino's, one of the best lunch deals in the Flatiron district. I recommend the chicken parmigiana with ziti. The portions at Albino's are large, and I usually wanted to take a nap after finishing a meal there.
The common denominator in the office was always Taco Bell. Any sign that a co-worker was going to "make a run for the border" prompted a rush of requests for personal delivery. We were never too proud to try their marketing concept of the week -- which included BLT tacos and burritos, Volcano Beef Burritos, and the ever-popular Double Decker Tacos.
I recently celebrated my five-week anniversary at Tripod. Lunch here often includes most of the staff, and I've usually just finished my breakfast by the time the folks here are ready to eat. I expected the local cuisine to be heavy on fresh, locally grown vegetables and organic granola -- but I was pleasantly surprised to find that the regular diet includes large doses of
diner food, pizza, and fresh-baked desserts. I have found some good lunches, but I'm still looking for the local Senegalese and Indian restaurants.
No sign of them yet. This may be one of those "adjustments to small-town life" they warned me about.
Bon Appetit!
Jesse (11/22/96)
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