I wanted to pass along a great experience that I and my wife and daughter had when we were recently in Manhattan. My wife and I were chatting about our trip to western Massachuesetts and our visit to the Norman Rockwell museum. Very cool place to go by the way. It's in Stockbridge MA, just across the border from New York. A gentleman in the bar overheard our remarks and joined our conversation. He was dressed in a tuxedo and ready to go out for his evening. He asked us where we were going to eat and when we told him he frowned. He then asked me where we were from and when I said "California" he was a bit incredulous. "You buy Paul Stuart shirts in California?" Why yes I do I said. "Let me see if I can get you into Bar Americain, Bobby Flays restaurant just up the street." Mind you this was at 8:30 pm on a Saturday night. It turns out Jim eats there several times a week. He phoned the restaurant and spoke to the manager and got us a reservation within the hour. When we arrived the restaurant was packed but we were led immediately to an open table. What an experience! And all due to the kindness of a complete stranger. The dinner was terrific (the chips with warm blue cheese dressing, yum) and the restaurant beautiful and elegant. An evening we won't forget. Thanks again Mr. Lehrer!
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