1972 While on a visit to New York City, my mom, Dee, my stepfather Dale, my first wife, Patrice, and I had dinner at Peter's Backyard in Greenwich Village.
They had a 7-foot open charcoal pit. I had filet mignon.
It was $5.50, expensive for a guy who'd been having Mexican dinners with a beer in Texas for $1.25.
We also saw an off-Broadway show called The Mad Show and visited the newly opened World Trade Center's buildings.
(Long before they were destroyed.)
