Time And Place: Eating In San Francisco
Perish By The Sword, 4, pp. 35-36:
cappuccino in an Italian place;
Scotch and soda in a plush hotel bar;
jazz in a college bar joint;
"kind of fun" in the Howl on San Pablo Avenue.
The Howl:
a single room;
a tiny bar;
candles in wine bottles;
a local artist's paintings;
a rack with books like On The Road;
banjos, guitars and bongo drums;
Mexican music on the hi-fi;
few customers at an early hour;
a young man telling the barman that Schwartz (which one?) was a better poet than Ferlinghetti;
a conversation linking Eisenhower to General Motors;
a young broke writer who cadges a drink and gives offense.
Time and place are with us yet.
1 comment:
Kaor, Paul!
And in his early years as a writer Anderson might very well have been close to being broke himself. So, I'm sure he empathized with that young and broke writer.
Sean
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