My mind is already preparing itself for old-old age. It calms itself with images of בית תמחוי - Jewish soup kitchens where the old and the poor are served free hot meals. Why a very overweight organism like me is frightening itself with the idea of dying of hunger?
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In English idiom , the place where the poor are served free food is called a "soup kitchen" - restaurant implies something more upscale. I don't think you'll be needing one yourself but your dreams and nightmares are have a life of their own.
K
Soup kitchen - that's is it.
There's a place on the Upper East Side of Manhattan called the First Hungarian Literary Society. Years ago, my father told me about it years, and I took him there once on the way back from a visit to a cancer hospital nearby. We saw a lovely restaurant on the ground floor of a townhouse, with tables outside, and thought that might be it, but it wasn't.
It was upstairs in a nondescript residential building, a big open room, brightly lit like a hospital, so the elderly patrons playing cards could read their hands. Not great ambiance, but the food was quite good, as was the service, by European waiters. If you visit New York sometime, you would probably find it nostalgic.
Good to know it. Thanks, Dave.
Good to know it. Thanks, Dave.
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