Over at Eatocracy, the thoughtful Michael Anthony of Gramercy Tavern shares a beautiful essay about how he was affected by his recent open-heart surgery.
Anthony experienced chest pains at a book signing for Eleven Madison Park and within a few hours was at Beth Israel Hospital, being prepared for emergency surgery. What helped him recover was a series of kind food gestures from his staff and the food community:
With the help of these restaurant folk and their deliveries, I eased my way back in to being myself again by tasting each expression: barley and basil brought solidarity in tough times, kale and beet salad reconnected me with the garden, chicken fricassee invoked nostalgia, parsnip soup acted like a familiar handshake, poached lemon char sparked dreams, chocolate chip cookies felt just like a pat on the back.
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on May 15, 2012