Breakfast at Tiffany's

I went into Tiffany's today. Fifth Avenue in NYC has all the "big" stores: Tiffany's, Bloomingdale's, Bergdorf-Goodman, et al., and I went walking down "the row" today, checking stuff out. When I went into Tiffany's, it wasn't particularly glamorous: The salespeople looked like salespeople in an Austin mall's Zales Jeweler's store. Not a put-down, but just...that's how they looked---like young salespeople.

I was just reading a Capote bio (he's the author of "Breakfast at Tiffany's"), and he mentioned where he first heard the phrase: An older gay friend of his had just been with a young guy the night before. The next morning, the trick had been so good that the old guy was feeling generous and said, "Let's go eat breakfast---anywhere you want." The "richest" thing that the young guy could think of --- "I'd like breakfast at Tiffany's." The origin of the title of one of the most famous works of American literature: A dumb gay trick! Gotta love it!