Binocular Vision: New & Selected Stories - Plot & Excerpts
said Judith da Costa. “Oh … hopeful,” said her husband, Justin, in his determinedly tolerant way. “Neither,” said Harry Savitsky, not looking for trouble exactly; looking for engagement perhaps; really looking for the door, but the evening had just begun. Harry’s wife, Lucienne, uncharacteristically said nothing. She was listening to the tune: a mournful bit from Liszt. What these four diners were evaluating was a violinist, partly his performance, partly his presence. The new restaurant—Harry and Lucienne had suggested it—called itself the Hussar, and presented piroshki and goulash in a Gypsy atmosphere. The chef was rumored to be twenty-six years old. The Hussar was taking a big chance on the chef, on the fiddler, on the location, and apparently on the help; one busboy had already dropped a pitcher of water. “It’s tense here, in the dining room,” Judith remarked. “In the kitchen—don’t ask,” Harry said. In some accommodating neighborhood in Paris, a restaurant like the Hussar might catch on.
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