Elaine Kaufman

摘要

There is, as the ghost of Damon Run-yon will tell you, only one great saloon left in New York, and that is Elaine's. It stands on 88th Street at Second Avenue, which is so far uptown that cab-drivers break out in a sweat when you ask to go there, and you are pretty sure the air is thinning and you are ending up in Harlem, but this turns out to be a select joint indeed. Now when you go in the first thing you see, until some weeks ago, is Elaine herself at the bar with some sharp-looking guys in suits, or sitting at her table at the pivot of the place so she can watch where everyone is at.