[Chef]

In 1985 I saw a jewelry store get robbed in Midtown Manhattan. It was the sort of store you had to be buzzed into. The thieves had a car, probably stolen. They waited for a gap between pedestrian traffic, rammed the car into the front of the building, ran into the store, grabbed as much as they could and then ran into the subway. This was the middle of lunch time in the spring, there were several thousand witnesses. There was another time that I was paying a cabbie, and a little kid reached in through the open window of the cab and tried to pull the money out of my hand. New York was crazy in the '80s.