Burgers at Dawn

I stayed up all night on Saturday. After a Publishers Group West party featuring The Blues Explosion, a powerful uncompromising big city band, I walked the streets, then wrote and web-surfed and watched TV at my hotel until about 4:30 when I took a cab to the meat-packing district to Florenz, an all-night eatery. It’s a dark neighborhood, with occasional streetlights casting halos of lights in the darkness. Prowling around are transsexual hookers, casting shadows on the streets, looking like a surreal movie, or maybe more like a dramatically-lit stage set. Food at Florenz is good, burgers with fries, omelletes, the place was packed and noisy. It’s surprising how many people are up at this hour in NYC. All over the city, here and there, the all-nighters.