I get to spend a day in New York City on Monday. Where should I go for a nice classy New York dinner?
The Trump Tower Grill, maybe?The reviews aren’t exactly stellar.
I reflexively want to be generous in my assessment of what the post-election Trump Grill says about the Trump presidency. Perhaps it’s a sign that Trump is in over his head, and a shallow, mediocre man who runs a shallow, mediocre business empire (and restaurant) would sink and implode, crushing the expectations of millions of his hopeful supporters. But watching Trump parade his enemies through the nearby lobby, taunting them with prestigious appointments only to cruelly humiliate them, I had to look over at the human cattle herd at the Trump Grill, overwhelming a well-meaning staff with their dreams of a meal fit for a president, and wonder if he cared about any of them, either.
Nah. I can probably find a food truck run by immigrants that will get the job done.
Oh, no, I had a horrible thought flit through my head: does this mean Guy Fieri will be the next president of the US?