Breakfast is or should be a quiet and peaceful meal. To his credit, he didn’t utter a chirp.
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Love my nabe
Exercise
Spirited activity is good for body [of course] and soul [incidentally.] It comes in many formats, from just good old aerobics or push-ups & pull downs to spins on a bike, either across town or staying in place -to mention just a few.
The talented can hit tennis balls over the net or affect the butterfly stroke. The choices are wide and high. The idea is to keep moving.
Is this something new? Can’t walk your dog without stopping to give him a treat? Not something I remember from my days on a leash. Maybe that was why my pooch dragged me the last 400 yards to the supermarket.
We are so lucky to have a bee-line view to Central Park’s festivities. It’s the Friday before the Marathon and fireworks were in order.
Recovery
Sleep and convalescence are today’s topics. If you feel the exploration of this lulling you into the first aforementioned, perhaps it’s my expository skill at ye olde bedtime story. This staple of the nursery is now recommended for adults!
Speaking of adults, my friend Bill W. (No not 12 step b.w.) shared a Karl Jung YouTube. Pertinent quote for us today: “life truly does begin at 40; everything up until then is research.” On the very plus side, this also makes us all much younger. At 41 you have only been an adult for one year as I see it.
Don’t cry yet but I am also going to have to introduce the onion in this health alert. It appears that it is full of natural antibiotics. Who (besides Nat Geo from whence I was schooled on all 3 subjects) knew?
If the health benefits of that extremely healthful vegetable have not had the full benefit, you may be obliged to recuperate. In the not so distant past, you might have benefited from a long slow recovery period known to all as convalescence. It is coming back in vogue among the medical professionals.
Don’t expect a longer welcome while in hospital. Beds and staff are still in short supply. But do lounge about at home, having spouse and friends do for you while you take the time to get better.
Oh, and have someone prepare a nice salad with clementines, kiwi, avocado and onions- lots of them. Bermuda is a favorite, but I hear tell that the Sunion is designed to not bring you to tears.
Morning light
The morning light exerts its power
There is magic in the colors it reflects
It's as if a spell is cast over all that
I see. Suddenly as those beams pull
Away, a new skyline emerges, more
Subdued, subtle as quiet as the dawn
Good mornings
Seeing floral bouquets plucked or planted brightens the day.
My immediate neighbors have a vast empire of flowers the staff tend. They also have urns filled with color in their lobby.
If you had to guess, what might you expect my morning essential to be.
My guess would be coffee, even as I signal virtue by a cutback in quantity. I was a 3 cappuccini a day gal at one point and that dubious fact lingers as if the real virtue is in excess.
Actually, my morning necessity has become the brief walk to pick up our morning necessaries.
I grab a smoothie and a couple of madeleines. I visit the local Subway restaurant to pick up a couple of salads. Sometimes there’s another stop to be made, perhaps for banana or peach.
It’s during that walk that I pass the lush planting in our neighbor-building’s frontyard.
A special breakfast
As a rule, I don’t make it to the breakfast special at Effy’s which ends at 10am. Hallelujah, I am here today.
Drizzly weather encouraged me to grab the early bus. I stopped by on my way to a workout.
Effy’s at 88th and York by Asphalt Green. Breakfast special @ 7.95 is 2 eggs toast home fries and good coffee.” Note to self put Effy’s on my coffee trail!
Coffee! Again.
My travels on the coffee trail took me to the 7-11 to try out the Brazilian I spoke of recently.
Picture this with me: if my walking the coffee trail entails following the little brown beans strewn along the path to help me find my destination.
I imagine this path is a bit slippery as we crunch along, grinding coffee beans underfoot. Or it is perhaps a bit more slidey if the coffee is already ground and catches to the soles of our shoes.
Sorry for the digression or should I say detour. Back to the coffee mission in which we follow-up on the promise of checking out the selections at 7-11.
The coffee is a bit less expensive, as noted, than the other chains. For instance, compared to the high-priced spread at Blank Street I sampled last week it’s a total bargain.
7-11 cleverly arranges small, medium, large and what Starbucks calls “Venti Hot” cups with little increment in cost. They also require you self-serve which makes for a more personalized cup.
This participatory experience also means you get much quicker service. I chose the medium size cup, and truth be told, had a delay in the process due to indecisiveness.
To be fair, there are many coffees on display. 7-11 has installed some fancy machines that offer to make cappuccino, latte or other fancier caffeinated drinks. I would say stay away from these.
After hemming and hawing over the vast choices, I settled where I started. A 16-oz (I think) cup of Brazilian to which I added a splash of half and half was a delicious $2.29. The fellas with the street carts sell these for $1.75 but elsewhere the price is closer.
Price is not the only criteria, of course, so factor in convenience and taste. While I loathe the Seattle-brewer, I think Dunkin provides an excellent alternative.
Specialty coffees, in my opinion, should be specially made so head for a neighborhood brewery like our Le Moulin a Café.
Speaking of specialties, I am enjoying a cold Mocha brew from a new joint called B&B. It’s on 1st and 73rd and its actual specialty is bagels, I imagine. Never had one of these before so too sweet should cover it.
Climbing and stuff
There’s a lot of new-fangled equipment at my local playground. I was impressed by the nimble little girl making her way down from the top. These things are challenging. I don’t know that I would have made the climb when I was little.
Workplace humor is fodder for sit-coms. I am joined by a jocular team of workmen over my morning smoothie. They tell jokes about their co-workers which only a union member would get. It’s their rollicking laughter that carries the room. A little standup in the a.m. and when they’re gone it’s so very quiet.
Frankly
It’s been a fixture on this corner for lo so many years. There is another iconic site on the Westside as well. That one on 72nd and Broadway has even starred in some films.
Since Papaya King on 3rd Avenue has announced its impending closure there have been lines waiting for service. One is gathering here at 10:15 in the morning. Franks and juice drinks are flying off the griddle and out the spout these days. It wasn’t this busy before the landlord made plans to demolish.
All The Best 