It was an early Friday afternoon, and I’d taken an early lunch to beat the forecasted spell of rain scheduled to take place just at my usual lunch break time. Count on snow squalls and rainstorms and general meteorological fuckery whenever I plan on taking lunch outside the office. It’s the way the world runs.
On this day, I carried my umbrella, and just as I arrived at Stacks, the rain arrived on cue, so I ordered a coffee and took up a corner seat overlooking the little park nearby. A couple of squirrels darted by, while a sporadic spattering of people paraded by the window – more than I was accustomed to seeing at my later lunch time.
Allowing my cup of coffee to cool, I studied the reflections of tree branches on the surface of the liquid. A mist was falling, and low clouds hovered around the higher reaches of the surrounding downtown buildings.
A song called ‘A Foggy Day’ by Ahmad Jamal seems a fitting musical accompaniment to close out this Saturday morning post. We are brunching soon… come back for lemon cardamom sweet rolls, a souffle, and a variation on a Bellini with orange blossom water.
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