Spotted in Valparaiso, Chile: chorrillana at local favorite greasy spoon J Cruz. This mess of fries, chunks of steak, onions and melting cheese is like Quebec poutine‘s fatter, sexier and sluttier cousin. Not for the prudish nor the faint of heart.
“I’m a good novelist and I’ll get better. I’ve found my calling and if I have my way I’ll be turning out books for the next half-century, books that will blow people away. But right now all I want is to be read.”
“You don’t have to try at all to be a racist. It’s a little coiled clot of venom lurking there in all of us, white and black, goy and Jew, ready to strike out when we feel embattled, belittled, brutalized.”
“Jewish children in years to come may live much like my parents, with a subtle but consuming sense of dread. America could yet turn out to be not so different from the Old World my grandparents fled.”