I am so fortunate to have been selected as a featured reader at the 650 event at New Rochelle Public Library, where I read, “Angelina’s Restaurant was my Playground.”
A Night of Zen-Inspired Writing
Me. Telling a story. Barefoot. At the Empty Hand Zen Center.
650 | From AIDS to Ashes
Click to view video of my read of “From AIDS to Ashes” at 650 | Writers Read (A to LGBTQ) event at Sarah Lawrence College in June 2017.
In Memoriam – Peter Vincent Zullo. Survived after serving in the United States Navy at Guantanamo Bay during the Bay of Pigs crisis; lost a twenty year battle with AIDS which he succumbed to on Memorial Day, May 30th, 2000. Rest in Peace sweet brother.
Re-posting Crazy Joe in Honor of my 5 Minute Feb. 27th StorySlam Version at “The Moth”
Attending her first sleepover birthday party at age 10, Angela learns how to play blackjack from the infamous mobster “Crazy Joe” Gallo at 4 in the morning. [button link=”http://angeladerecastaylor.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/crazy-joe-westchester-review-2011.pdf” type=”text”]Read Piece[/button]
The Banana Man
Back then we called him The Banana Man. He was a creepy guy who never revealed his name. I had broken the cardinal rule that my mother repeated day after day while I was a kid growing up in 1970’s New York City. “Don’t talk to strangers,” she’d say, “unless you want to get raped… Continue reading The Banana Man
I learned the proper way to set a table at Angelina’s Restaurant before I knew my ABCs.
The restaurant was established at 41 Greenwich Avenue between Perry and Charles Streets in NYC in 1936, where it remained, owned and operated by my mother’s family for more than fifty years. Angelina Morra, the namesake, was my great grandmother. She was an orphan and illiterate who came to America fromPiedmont, Italy in the early… Continue reading I learned the proper way to set a table at Angelina’s Restaurant before I knew my ABCs.