What I look like, part 2
So, kids, the moment of reckoning is coming.
In the next week or two, I will cast off my cloak of anonymity and reveal my shining (oily) face for all yas.
Wanna know why? It's something I've struggled with for years ...
Elizabeth Large, our esteemed Empress of Edibles, has kept her identity secret for decades.
But on the other hand, photos of Frank Bruni, restaurant critic for the New York Times, are easily Google-able.
So for the first three years I've laid low like L.I.Z. Soon, The Sun will launch a redesigned paper that's more personality driven. You're probably going to see photos of all the critics, from Mike "Movie King" Sragow to Mary "Drama Queen" McCauley.
I'll be in the new paper, too.
But first, you're going to see my mug in the LIVE section's special Virgin Mobile Festival preview. That will be out next Thursday.
And yes, I understand it's necessary to put my photo in the paper, but a part of me is going to miss sneaking into a bar, talking to the owner and leaving without him even knowing I'm reviewing the place. (That's what I did with Dominic DeSantis, who owns the Hudson Street Stackhouse.)
And I enjoyed knowing that Jason Zink had No Idea what I looked like.
But seasons change, and so will I.