Right after I moved to New York City in 2006, I saw the movie Little Manhattan on cable.
It had been released the year before, but I had unique experience of watching the characters interact on the streets right outside my Upper West Side apartment — when those streets were still fairly new to me.
It was also a love story — albeit an innocent one — between an 11-year old boy and girl, which you don’t see every day.
It was on cable again today. I caught the last 30 minutes while I was eating lunch.
This time the streets were very familiar — even more so, since I have moved even closer to the film’s epicenter. The story was still sweet, but one of the actors is now…
Break-out famous.
That little boy is none other than Josh Hutcherson, Peeta in the Hunger Games saga. My, how he has grown. And back when I first saw Little Manhattan, I didn’t realize that Josh was also a fellow Kentuckian.
New York City really is a very small town.
The Sticky Egg 
Where have all the BBQ corn chips gone?
It’s not a silly question — it’s a timely one.
Today is a national holiday devoted to this salty, crunchy, life-altering, lunch-completing, yummy snack.
Sure, I’ve eaten a few.
Personally, I prefer the BBQ variety. But for some reason — I’m thinking all those healthier choices crowding the snack aisle — BBQ corn chips are harder and harder to find in my neighborhood bodega and grocery store.
So today’s post is my personal plea to Frito Lay, a company I have helped keep in business over the years:
“I want more.”
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