tree.jpgMerry merry all. I’m super full; all I’ve done here in New York, aside from go to museums and pet the dog, is eat. Lunch yesterday served by Mrs. Claus at Florent, the coffee is great there, cinnamon-ey and rich, just like I remember it.
In college, when they were open 24/7, my ex-roommate (a talented writer in her own right) Tricia Warden, and I, used to go there late night to drink coffee and play gin rummy. No matter how busy they were at 2am, they never minded us taking up a table and staying for hours.
Dinner last night was amazing; sometimes the turkey and the stuffing rise above all other turkeys. I’d write more, but there’s a leftovers sandwich waiting to be made…