This was very interesting to read as a non-New Yorker. I remember ordering a martini at a restaurant that felt far too fancy for me soon after graduating. I certainly did not like martinis “but wished I did.” I hardly considered why I was choking down (and for sure spilling) this nasty drink just to portray a certain story about myself.
This was very interesting to read as a non-New Yorker. I remember ordering a martini at a restaurant that felt far too fancy for me soon after graduating. I certainly did not like martinis “but wished I did.” I hardly considered why I was choking down (and for sure spilling) this nasty drink just to portray a certain story about myself.