In from YYZ to EWR not having breakfast or lunch I desperately needed something to munch outside Lotte Palace a chili dog from a vendor’s cart a botulism mart? hit the spot but not very hot off to dinner at 57th for a Greek feast 90 minutes later unholy grumbling and a multitude of gas knocking down old ladies in my path barely made it to the lobby WC rest assured it wasn’t pee was it the moussaka or Chili dog can’t tell lost in the Manhattan Montezuma’s fog?
Robert K Stephen writes about food ,drink, travel, film, and lifestyle issues. He also has published serialized novels "Life at Megacorp", "Virus # 26, "Reggie the Egyptian Rescue Dog" and "The Penniless Pensioner"
Robert was the first associate member of the Wine Writers’ Circle of Canada. He also holds a Mindfulness Certification from the University of Leiden and the University of Toronto.
Be it Spanish cured meat, dried fruit, BBQ, or recycled bamboo place mats, Robert endeavours to escape the mundane, which is why he has established this publication. His motto is, "Have Story, Will Write."
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