In the mornings either I buy my coffee at this stand and try to refrain from indulging in a danish, or I go to this deli. The deli has iced hazelnut decaf and that is my favorite.
I do love living in New York. I moved here in 1975 intending to stay for only a few years and a few years became a decade and then decades and I really set down roots. I've come to understand how expensive New York can be. Everything has to be trucked onto this island, through crowded streets. But sometimes at heart, I'm just a kid from Connecticut marvelling at life in the big city.
Reflecting on this I'm going to go out after work tomorrow and buy myself a cut up pineappple and savor every bite.
P.S. Thinking over today...the high point was an email from my friend, Marcia, who became a grandmother for a second time. Ethan Anthony was born yesterday, healthy and thriving, and cute as can be.