The author of this column will be in New York City the weekend of April 3–4. The author will be interested in having lunch with any of you who might be lurking, on the Fourth. Of April. You know where to drop a line: firstname at ezrakilty dot net.

Brooklyn is probably best. Somebody suggest a spot with good light and bottomless cups of coffee.

Hugs, kisses, and spoonfuls of peanut butter.