I stayed in this picturesque port town in Northern Spain waiting to meet Salvador Dali at his home in nearby Port Lligat.
He was fairly ill at the time. We had met years earlier in New York when we attended the film "Toys in the Attic" with
Mia Farrow who was also his friend. We had on another occasion had lunch together in some top scale
restaurant on the east side of Manhattan. I distinctly remember him ordering a half of a grapefruit and
pouring sugar all over the top until the cherry adorning it could no longer be seen. Madame Gala his immortalized wife
grabbed his hand and guided it back down to the table. I also remember when we were at the film he kept banging his
walking stick on the floor. It was so arbitrary as the banging did not coincide with anything that was going on on the screen.
Sadly, I didn't see the great Surrealist Master again as he died two years later. I don't know if Port Lligat is where those great
Spanish soft shoes called Espadrilles come from, but notice all of the show boxes and the pair hanging above the boy sitting
in the door. It sure looks that way.
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