Zum Zum
The hot chocolate sipped at Schrafft’s the nickel’s worth of mac and cheese at the automat the bygone watering holes that only linger in the adipose tissue My working life coincided with the launch of a wurst purveyor with kraut or not and mustards, birch beer and, upon tap, hell und dunkel Found about Manhattan, one Zum Zum was niched in the concourse of the then Pan Am Building A steady traffic of business-types came to be served by dirndl-clad waitresses in the blond wood setting on the appealing pewter plates and heavy glass mugs Imbibe the pungent crisp of the grilled wurst skins;...
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