Speaking of NYC, a call from the Pickler altered me that the beady-eyed bots from the Union Square Greenmarket had seen something about an event at his booth, alluded to at a website called the Gurgling Claude (possibly Gurgling Clod), involving a book signing at the Greenmarket, and expressed consternation, lest the book be unfoodrelated. Rest assured, the Cod has written no book**, and is not authorized to sign on behalf of Gerry Cheevers. The Gurgling Cod, will, however, be at Rick's Pick's stall at the Union Square Greenmarket this Wednesday from 3-6 pm, and eager to discuss pickles, obscure Bruins of the 70s, and Bush I era rap music. I will not be selling any books. I will also not be selling calico sachets filled with herbal Viagra, Stinger missiles in sustainably harvested bamboo crates, or copies of the Jamie Oliver sex tape.
**Chris Onstad illustrated one by some other guy, though.