The Policy
Discretion is not a feature. It is the entire business model.
Your name (or the name you prefer to be called on Tuesdays). Your email (preferably not the one your spouse also checks). Your neighborhood, to the nearest three neighborhoods. That's it. We don't need the rest and we don't want to know.
Real addresses. License plate numbers. Your mother-in-law's maiden name. Anything that could be subpoenaed. We are not built to remember what we are not built to remember.
To match you with people who understand a long Sunday dinner. To make sure your billing statement reads "Nonna's Kitchen Subscription." To send you the occasional discreet notification disguised as a fantasy football update.
Nobody. Not your cousin. Not your accountant. Not that guy at the deli who thinks he knows everybody's business. Especially not that guy at the deli.
We use them. They are chocolate almond biscotti. They remember you were here so you don't have to log in again. If you would like to decline, we understand — more for us.
You may request a copy of your data. You may also request that we forget you ever walked in. Both requests will be honored quickly, quietly, and without follow-up questions.
Concerns should be directed to the Consigliere. He returns messages between the hours of "eventually" and "when he feels like it."
Effective the day you stop asking. — Last revised, off the record.