Dine Drawings

Fusilli You Crazy Bastard How Are You?

So this is where the magic happens

Let's Just Go In And See What Happens

Try Not to Fill up on Bread

It's Broccoli

New Yorker August 7th, 1954

A La Carte -- Therapy Where A Placard Lists

The Phrase You're Groping For Is 'thank You.'

I Suppose You Know You're Spoiling That Dog

The Three-martini Lunch Looks Good

Who Ordered The Megatelli?

Dickie And I Were So Relieved To Hear That

Newly Elected Boy Member of the Century Club Appears for Dinner

Mommelier

O. K. - So We'll Call It Beef Rachmaninoff

Couple In Bed

New Yorker November 28th, 1994

Hey, Pal, Do You Have Any Idea Who I Think I Am?

I Just Dialed 1-800-baguette

I'll Say This For Richard - He's Anatomically

Oh, What The Hell. Sure, I'll Have A Little More

I Certainly Hope You're Composting The Leftovers

Don't You Understand? I Love You! I Need You!

Mets Or Yankees?

The Leftovers Sound Good

What's The Epiphany Of The Day?

I Don't Like Broccoli

It's Our Oliver

Plenty of Time to Catch the Ark

Cat Yummies Again?

New Yorker January 28th, 1991

Bear In Mind That We Just Bought String Bikinis

Outside A Restaurant

Moist Towelette To Cleanse Your Palate?

One Glance Into The Kitchen Confirmed My Deepest

New Yorker July 27th, 1992

To The Woman Who Discovered Fire!

I'm Going Across The Street For A Sandwich

This Isn't Tap Water

Happy enough

There's No Such Thing As A Free Lunch

Well, So Much For Happy Hour

Finish Every Drop - The 5 P.m. Cocktail

Roadside Ambush

This Is Your Bouquet Garni Speaking

The After-dinner Mint Is The Boss's Idea

New Yorker April 6th, 1992

Had This Crazy Dream Where My Decision To Marry

You Order

For Your Convenience

Supper's Almost Ready. I Hope You Didn't

If You Wanted The No-smoking Section

Can I Have That With A Twist?

A Very Festive Table of Bryn Mawr Alumnae

Clue City Edition

Saucissons Alfresco

New Yorker November 25th, 1944

The Inner Man Dining Car

Soup Right Side Up

Remember The Day It Rained

In Vino Fertilization

Some Ginger Cookies

Attention, Everyone! Mr. Wyatt Missed His Plane

It Tickles Your Nose

Haven't You Any Maple-walnut?

New Yorker November 28th, 1942

The Captain Thinks It Would Be Nice

Now Don't Let Me Speak Another Word Of English!

Damn It, I Came Here To Forget The War!

Is This By Chance A Private Party?

An Excellent Bordeaux

The Next Night