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007 in NewYork
It is a very small story and there is no adventure in that. James Bond was sent to New York by M on a job (we cannot call it a mission). A girl former secret service employee, now living in the city of New York, who have now nothing to do with her past may be in danger. She had to be forewarned that the authorities are about to find her true identity because her new boyfriend is a KGB agent.
The book mainly explains the stuff how how the customs were passed the luggage. How a family traveling with kids deals with the luggage stuff, etc. Via the medium of James Bond traveling to his destination in the Taxi, Fleming explains the surroundings. The market have the options but most of the stuff was available in Europe also, however the garden furniture of these market was great. James didn’t have a garden so it is quite useless to him etc…
There is even a recipe of scrambled eggs explained! It explains how to prepare the same for four individuals by using 12 fresh eggs, salt and pepper, and small amount of butter! You can read this story for time pass.
Facts
- This story was first published in Octeber 1963 (USA) in New York Herald Tribune, with the title Agent 007 in New York
- As per the original typescript hand written by Fleming himself, the story was found titled Reflections in a Carey Cadillac
- Actually Ian Fleming wrote 13 essays about thrilling cities for Sunday times (during 1959 and 1960); the essay about New york start like “I enjoyed myself least of all in New York”. He have had his reasons to write the same. The reactions of the the people of USA (not only NY) was demanding some consolation. Ian hence wrote an introductory paragraph solely for the US edition of the book. as mentioned below (Curtsey: The book itself).
By way of a postscript I might say that I am well aware these grim feelings I have expressed for New York may shock or depress some of my readers. In fact, I would be disappointed if this were not the case. In difference to these readers, I here submit the record of another visitor to the city, a friend of mine with the dull name of James Bond, whose taste and responses are not always my own and whose recent minor adventure in New York (his profession is rather an odd one) may prove more cheerful in the reading)
