Dim Sum at the Holiday Inn

Yesterday, I.T. asked me if I wanted to meet for lunch. We decided on dim sum, and he suggested the Holiday Inn on Lafayette and Howard. He said he liked the restaurant on the second floor. The atmosphere was festive. A birthday party was being held in the front dining room. "We won't be quite so lucky," I.T. said, as he led us to the back. The food was good; the surroundings mellow. I.T. was surprised the rest of the dining rooms were so empty.

The last time I ate in a hotel restaurant was in China. I was visiting Shaoxing with my father, and we decided at the last minute to spend the night. Our hotel was on the edge of town, and that night as we wandered the darkened streets around it, we soon realized there were no restaurants in the area.

On the way back from the Holiday Inn, I.T. noticed a CD taped to a lamppost. He tore it off, wondering what was burned onto it. The letter "K" was stenciled onto CD. On the front of the sleeve was a silhouette of a face made out of felt; on the back were the words "Save New York." The CD had three audio tracks on it, a sort of electronic beat with a vocal track reminiscent of The Notwist. I.T. put the CD into his laptop, but there was no more information to be gleaned. Posted by eku at March 29, 2004 12:17 AM