How’s your throwing arm? If it’s really good, leave this blog immediately and head for the Bronx. The Yankees need all the good pitchers they can get. Still here? Take a look at this sign:

Small salads are cheaper and land farther away.

For a small fee, apparently you get to hurl lettuce and tomatoes at the target of your choice. (Yes, I know the intended meaning is tossed salad, but even that term is problematic. I saw the salads, and the dressing was in a little cup on the side, not distributed by tossing the liquid with the greens.)

Now have a look at this sign, atop a store selling New York themed t-shirts and caps and tiny plastic Empire State Buildings:

Investigative souvenirs?

The first word, from the French, is traditionally used for a news report that uncovers (exposes) guilt. The workers who toiled to sew or shape the novelty items were probably underpaid, so guilt is in this store somewhere.  And goodness knows, you don’t have to look far to uncover guilt in NYC. The sign, though, is a bit strange.

One more, from a café near Grand Central Station:

What occupies a busy breakfast’s time?

Part of the sign didn’t make it into the picture. The full phrase is “The Busiest and Best Breakfast in New York.” Okay, I can see how a breakfast can be the “best,” at least in the opinion of the breakfast-maker or seller. But how can breakfast be the “busiest”? The café can be the busiest, but is that a selling point? You’ll wait on line behind a hundred tourists before we get to you! Oh yes, I want to eat there.

But only if they let me toss a salad.