Tracey Zabar story in The New York Times, Metropolitan Diary

Dear Diary:

At the end of a long day promoting my new cookbook, I boarded the M104 bus to go home. Rather than the usual hot, overcrowded and noisy ride, the bus was air-conditioned and almost empty. I sat at the back, near a mother with two very excited little girls.

A man sat across from us carrying a musical instrument. The girls chirped, “Is that a guitar?” He replied that it was a violin, opened the case and played a lovely rendition of “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.” Next was “Happy Birthday” (for me), and then “Stardust.”

Thank you, sir, for a perfect New York moment.

Tracey Zabar 

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