Oooh, I was looking forward to meeting you. The hotel on 54th street, Ezra Pound, Dorothy Parker.. starts with an A, forgive my forgets...
Was trying to remember the name of that hotel NYG but they served a marvellous Christmas morning brunch and I felt the literary spirits lurking there and enjoyed myself thoroughly even though I was there with an ass of a male, to whom I was married for countless, countless years.