Sidewalk Mogul

This is sort of off-topic, but too weird not to report.

I was walking west down Franklin Street in Tribeca, when what do I see but restaurant titan Drew Nierpont, sitting in a chair in front of a table on the sidewalk in front of his office space. I guess it must have been too hot inside, so he moved operations into the open air. Nonetheless, it was strange to say the least to see burly old Drew curbside, puffing on a big cigar, looking like Francis Ford Coppola's brother, and acting basically like he owned the street (which maybe he does). Standing around his impromptu office were three underlings patiently awaiting orders or answers to questions. A more striking exhibition of power I've rarely encountered.