My husband, Don, and I wanted to eat at Robert De Niro's restaurant in the Tribeca neighborhood of New York City. We got there ten minutes before our reservation and decided to hit the restrooms before our meal. Don comes out of the men's room and is waiting by a pay phone. Five minutes go by, and I haven't come out of the women's side.
A gorgeous lady with a full afro comes out, and Don asks her if she will see if I am OK. She comes back in and says, "Is there a Heather here?" I say Read more