You Can’t Sit With Us: A Look At Racism In Restaurants
A lot of people have been asking me to write about this, so let me tell you the horror stories I’ve seen.
A lot of people have been asking me to write about this, so let me tell you the horror stories I’ve seen.
My then-boyfriend, Juan*, was working as a photographer. He was a talented one, though he was very young. One of the gigs he had was at a local Spanish restaurant in Newark, right in the heart of the Ironbound.
He an…