Arnon Grunberg

One of us


On Thursday night I hosted a dinner party at Sfoglia for all US-based people who helped me get my green card. Not everybody could make it to the party, but about 15 people were present.
I had the feeling that most if not all of my guests went home satisfied. Even though the evening started a bit chaotic.
The maître d’ said: “You are a bit early, your dinner party is at 8:30.” “No,” I answered, “my guests are coming in at 7:30 for drinks. That’s what I told Adrianna.” But the food was delicious, the service almost impeccable and at the end of the evening the waitress said: “Now, you’re one of us.”