Around seven years ago, I waiting in a queue at Zabars (a famous NY Delicatessen retailer) and standing behind me with a quarter of a pound of Nova Scotia lox and some bagels, was Odetta. Well I couldn’t believe my eyes since she was dressed as she was in a recent coffee-table book of Fran Lebovitz pix or someone like her- a gorgeous silver and stone pendant dangling between her breasts. Odetta! I exclaimed. She seemed utterly surprised that anyone would recognize her. She then flattered me by saying I looked too young to know who she was. When I told her I was over 40, she said “OK maybe you are old enough.” I let her get ahead of me at the register and no one blinked an eye.