That is the name of the show we will be doing at Frost Street in the Spring to coincide with Zipperhead. But it also seems to describe “My Lunch With Hadi”…. like André The Giant and His Graffiti Posse.

Back Story:
I know Hadi from my old church in CT. He is about the only guy I ever met at the church who seemed like he actually belonged there…. I mean he is a smile. Big Heart. Big Head.

He imports stuff from China and if you ever bought things in a 99cent store in NYC there’s a good chance that he imported it.

He took me to Bamonte’s around the corner from 17Frost. One of the oldest Italian restaurant’s in Brooklyn… and taken very seriously by those who are serious about Italian food.

Further back story:

THe waiter from Croatia is relatively new. The last time Hadi had fish there it was not so fresh… and the waiter was apologizing up and down. When Hadi forgave him, the waiter kissed him on the head. Thus Hadi’s joke.

Today the fish was so fresh and so perfect that I have to confess that I have never eaten a better piece of fish in my life. Heaven at the end of your fork. A naked lunch.

this and the Reverend Al Green