Category Archives: Palm Beach

Stripping for the TSA

My occasions for continental flights within the United States. Most of my travels in America is by ground or sea. The ferry from the Manhattan terminal carries passengers to Staten Island. The Harlem and Hudson trains get me up to Duchess county and the LIRR plodders out to the Hamptons. The Fung Wah bus from […]

Upstairs from the Leopard Lounge

Palm Beach is the fountain of youth. Anyone in their 50s is the youngest person in the room this side of the grandchildren. Nowhere in that enclave of the filthy rich is reincarnation of youth more miraculous than the Leopard Lounge in the Chesterfield Hotel on Poinsetta Avenue. Palm Beach has trails, vias, lanes, roads, […]

Worth Avenue Past Midnight

Worth Avenue is the richest shopping street on the East Coast of Florida if not America. The thoroughfare runs between the Atlantic Ocean to Lake Worth. The litany of high-end stores along the four blocks west of South County Road read like a pantheon of luxury. Worshipers of wealth can shed their riches at Giorgio […]

Where Am I

Two years ago I left Thailand for the USA. My good friend AP promised a soft landing. I had $100 in my pocket and Mam was pregnant with our son. No job. No place to live. Pressure and stress. I survived that summer as a dog minder in Palm Beach. Pom Pom was a crackhouse […]

Mahi Mahi is tref in Palm Beach

Yesterday my friend Allison invited me to lunch. The rendezvous was set at the best Italian restaurant on the island. She said order what I wanted. I was her guest. “What’s the fish of the day?” I asked the very nice waiter. “Mahi-Mahi with a vegetable cole slaw.”