‘My Wife’s Name Was Ruth,’ He Said in a Low, Distant Tone
Jogging an Uber driver’s memory, choosing a side dish at a fancy restaurant and other reader tales from New York City in this week’s Metropolitan Diary.
‘My Wife’s Name Was Ruth,’ He Said in a Low, Distant Tone
Jogging an Uber driver’s memory, choosing a side dish at a fancy restaurant and other reader tales from New York City in this week’s Metropolitan Diary.