My grandmother, a tiny woman with a big heart and golden hands. When I say imperial court, I am talking about the Austro-Hungarian court in Vienna. As a young girl, she went to Vienna and got a job in the court kitchen. I have no idea what exactly she was doing, but it has to…
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Jack Kerouac and I at Sam Wo’s in San Francisco
Jack Kerouac. My favorite writer of the beat generation of the fifties. I have no idea how many times I’ve read his book On the Road. Definitely every time I went on a trip to the US. And I always wondered if I was more Sal or Dean.And so in the summer of 2001 I…