by music hall | Dec 9, 2019 | Words by Roy Hall
Artek by Roy Hall Artek I looked down at the bowl of pasta covered with green sauce. “Eat it!” Said Artek, “It’s delicious.” And it was. My wife’s uncle Artek was born in Poland and after finishing high school he decided to study ship’s engineering. Apart from his... 
by music hall | Dec 9, 2019 | Words by Roy Hall
Puerto Rico by Roy Hall Puerto Rico “Why are we here?” I asked my host Harry. “Wait, just wait” was his reply. I loved going to Puerto Rico. I would plan these trips in winter when the snow was deep in New York and that bone-chilling wind was trying to kill me. My... 
by music hall | Dec 9, 2019 | Words by Roy Hall
Top Chef by Roy Hall Top Chef “Dad, can you lend me $2000? I’m good for it.” My son Ilan was a line cook in a New York restaurant called Casa Mono. He enjoyed the cook’s world: sixty-hour workweeks, minimum wages, screaming bosses, and the dangers of sharp knives and... 
by music hall | Dec 9, 2019 | Words by Roy Hall
Cuba by Roy Hall Cuba The colorful buildings in the narrow streets of Old Havana beckoned us. The ever-present music drew us into the courtyard. Hypnotized we sat down and let the sounds wash over our souls until we were one with the rhythm. Jet Blue was organized. ‘A...
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