The practice of law can supply a fair dose of angst and aggravation. Managing fighters can heap additional stress and problems on top. In the law, clients can be unreasonable, other lawyers can be difficult and the rent and payroll have to get paid no matter what. In boxing, opponents go MIA, other managers try to extort extra money the day of a fight, bouts get canceled, State Commissions decline to certify a kid to fight on the card.
When these vagaries start to overwhelm and exasperate...one can take refuge in a nice lunch at a quality joint. The local Oyster house here in the Quaker City affords one such refuge. A platter of fried oysters and chicken salad is a Philadelphia classic. This unique combination has seemingly always been on the menu at City clubs and restaurants. Likewise, snapper soup, made from turtles of the same name, is a Philly classic and a personal favorite. Yesterday I sought sanctuary with this lunch line up and a good book. I emerged nourished and ready to wade back into the fray.