Blood and Murder in that Place Where I Used to Feel Safe.

Feeding the Flames of Hate to Another River of Blood

ve eaten there.

The Chinese restaurant in Sheepshead Bay.

I’ve eaten there and in the neighboring restaurants hundreds of times, probably thousands. When I was nine, I went fishing off the pier right across the street from it with my cousin. (We both lived about 10 blocks away from the place). As an adult, I ate there with my mother on Mother’s Day along with a lovely Canadian woman I was…