It's true, it's true. In NYC, the expense accounts are big and the lunches a little bigger
(and once upon a time significantly boozier). One of the perks of working in publishing was at least an excellent meal in a restaurant either everybody knew about and you were sure to run in to the bigwigs or in a restaurant so discreet, there was no signage at all and no indication from the street there was anything other than
some financial group inside but once you were inside, you knew you were *inside*. There was a thrill to it, an art of savoring the meal and the deal that was on the table.
When I lived in the triangle, I actually had folks who wanted to meet for business at the Wellspring/Whole Foods Cafe from time to time and it left me with a sad feeling inside (no offense WF).
But a word of caution if you insist on taking an out of town player to a cafeteria meal, well, at least make sure it's the K & W. And if you're going to take them to a grocery store, find a Piggly Wiggly!
Is Mama Dip's still around? That was a great little place.
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