Coming up: My first, but by no means my last, review of life and love (of steak) at the Algonquin Hotel. Plus, a celebrity encounter! No, not Donald Antrim, but read his short story from last week anyway. "But I never read the fiction!" Whatever you say, but read this one for me. A week later it's still hovering just outside my thoughts, occasionally knocking lightly at the door, asking if it can come in. And I always say yes. You'll see.

Note from the future: The celebrity, who was staying at the hotel and told me about his surrealistic new play, was Dominique Pinon. Remember him from Amélie?