My family and I ate at the French bistro across the street.
I saw Joel Grey too. The doorman completely insulted him. The exchange went something like this:
DM: Can I help you with something?
JG: Yes, I'm here to see Patti LuPone.
DM: Name?
JG: (sigh) Joel Grey.
I mean, come on. You work on Broadway and it's JOEL FREAKINGG GREY.
I know you.
I know you.
I know you.