I am a native in this world And think in it as a native thinks

Friday, May 21, 2021

Urban poetry


Seating outside a bar on the West Side.

Restaurants are one of many things I've missed; going out for breakfast in particular has always felt like such a treat to me. I am of course perfectly capable of preparing my own eggs and toast and orange juice, and do so on a daily basis, but that doesn't mean that I don't love paying someone else to do it for me. Some of my happiest memories after I retired were sitting in a diner or a bistro on a weekday morning, eating French toast or an omelet while doing the Times crossword puzzle.

I'm not ready for indoor dining yet, but I may do an outdoor breakfast someday soon.

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