Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Evening, Interrupted

Hungarian Pastry Shop #1

Needed to vacate the apartment unexpectedly on Tuesday night, before I had a chance to eat my dinner.

What's a girl to do?  I went for a walk.  Thought about getting real food somewheres, but instead opted for coffee and cake at the Hungarian Pastry Shop (it was a sham debate, really; HPS always wins. Dinner never stood a chance.)

I sat at a table in the back and finished a New Yorker article (gosh) and took notes on the Santiago memoir I'm reading (eeeeek!) (she exclaimed, excitedly).

It was not the night I planned.  But it was a good night.

Cake & words win, always.

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