Over Labor Day weekend, my girlfriend Missy and I were spending the Labor Day weekend on Martha's Vineyard. The weather was gorgeous, the food tremendous and the laid back atmosphere mixed with sea salt from the ocean air was a welcome respite from our busy New York City lives.
On Saturday, we rented bikes and rode over to Oak Bluffs for lunch, ice cream and a little window shopping. Later that evening, upon our return to the quaint and homey Crocker House Inn, a quiet and well kept bed & breakfast in Vineyard Haven, I found our hosts had set out the early edition of the Sunday New York Times. Keeping with my normal traditions, I dug out my favorite section, The New York Times Sunday Magazine and was surprised to find legendary producer and record man, Rick Rubin, cross-legged on the cover, looking much like the guru his peers consider him to be.
