Originally published in the September 2011 issue Breakfast at a.m. at the Mercer Kitchen at the Mercer Hotel in So Ho, New York.
SR: You describe his penis as like a boa constrictor. I'm sure somebody will refer to your penis as a boa constrictor at some point.
SR: Your first book [My Horizontal Life: A Collection of One-Night Stands] is hilarious.
SR: Thematically, we're not talking Kafka, but I'm telling you, this is funny stuff.
CH: Well, maybe if you find a little midget girl...
SR: I've never wanted to videotape sex — even when I was more fit.
Hopefully it was Mother's Day so you killed two birds. CH: Well, that was nice that you went to your grandmother's house and did that. SR: Here's the thing: Hundreds of people are coming into New York City from New Jersey every day, but I'm the only one coming in to meet you. SR: I'm gonna have the spinach-and-cheese omelet with Gruyère. They were at my book party Saturday night at the Boom Boom Room on top of the Standard. SR: They used to say, you know —CH: Sheket bevakasha.