Some people especially when they are Older
become Doctorish. They go for this and that. Not me. As a child
I went to Uncle Jack. My check ups consisted of
his telling me a joke and saying You’re Fine. Now when I am
One Thousand Years Older on occasion I have to go and
the doctor is Not A Relative. (I can’t remember any of them
saying something like Have You Heard The One About.)
Yesterday I went to a New GP who, in the plus column, looks
like Liberace and also in the plus column wears handmade shoes.
I went as a follow up to the Usual Blood Tests. ( I am OK.) As
I was leaving I asked him to tell me his favorite restaurant. He is Greek
and reads Food Magazines. He said Stamatis for sure
although it’s a while on the train but if you have $30.00 go to
AVRA for the pre-fixe lunch go to the old one on 44th the new is a little
Too Much. Later in the afternoon I went to Chinatown because
my friend LISA sent me many fantastic glass frames (where did she get
them?) and lenses in Chinatown are $35.00 while you wait.
But my eye shop was behind so they said Come Back in
An Hour and a Half and I went to Lin Sisters Herbal Shop (I’ve
wanted to go for about 20 years) and asked how I can get
an appropriate herbal prescription. See the doctor
one flight up said one of the Lin Sisters. It’s $30.00 and you have
to pay today. OK I said and walked up the stairs to see a man
from China in a white coat. He said his name was Frank.
Frank held onto my wrists and looked
at my tongue and said I Could Use Some Herbs for my dryness.
(What is dryness? He didn’t say.) And then, for the sake
of symmetry and maybe, to be a Good Patient, I asked Frank
for his favorite restaurant. It’s is on Bayard Street. I’ll write the name in Cantonese
so you can find it. He drew an elaborate map
and I found the Shanghai restaurant 66 Bayard
where I ate a very good lunch.