Part 1 of Essay
The upstairs apartment I rented was one of four apartments in an old house that had been converted. It smelled of bok choy and beer from the various tenants, and for a mere one hundred and seventy five dollars a month including bills I had two hundred and fifty square feet comprised of a bathroom, kitchenette and a main ro ....

Part 2 of Essay
.... with Rick Rubinski, the owner, who turned out to be an old hippie friend of my father’s from the early seventies, and was hired on the spot. I was hired as a cook and was soon running the kitchen for the day shift. Our menu mainly consisted of home cooked favorites such as boiled pot roast with new potatoes and honey glazed carrots, meat loaf with a spicy tomato sauce, and my personal favorite chicken fried steak. Our chicken fried steak was a half-pound monster that was double breaded, deep-fried and served with ....