[Jessica’s flowers, November 2008.]
Though I was in DC for less than 48 hours, I managed to: revisit many old neighborhoods; have brunch (eggs Florentine, french toast, mimosa, coffee) at the place I always seem to end up having brunch when I’m in town; brave the P St. Whole Foods on a Saturday morning for cupcakes and cheese and champagne; get sandwiches at So’s Your Mom for the plane (hummus and an avocado and Emmenthaler) and was nostalgic for Adams Morgan; have americanos at Tryst twice; eat breakfast at the Diner (fried egg sandwich with Swiss, orange juice, lots of coffee, grits); and, oh yeah, participate in a wedding.
Lately my little gang of friends seems mostly to come together to celebrate nuptials of various parties and as there are currently none on the immediate horizon I find I am a bit melancholy today wondering when we shall reunite again. Or maybe it’s the jetlag — there was little sleep to be had during the course of the weekend and I got home late last night to tumble into bed for a few hours before waking up to come into work this morning. I was so tired I forgot to check if I had enough cash for my breakfast (coffee, sesame bagel with cream cheese) but since the cafe where I go nearly every day for my morning brew knows me pretty well I am just going to pay up tomorrow when inevitably I’ll be needing another cup of coffee.
So, all of a sudden Thanksgiving is next week. How the heck did that happen? December 1 is in just two weeks! I’m already planning what I’m doing for New Year’s Eve! Before I know it, spring will peer round the wintry corners of Daylight Savings Time and I won’t be running in the dark and wishing for just an extra few hours of light. Not that I’m trying to wish away the days, but …
Also, today it is 71 degrees in San Francisco. Yes, that’s 71. I hardly know what to do with myself.
In the meantime, I haven’t cooked anything in days. After the recent weeks’ flurry of baking and four days on the other coast, I find myself craving vegetables — perhaps a pile of roasted beets and a tangle of greens with just a bit of balsamic dressing, or a lot of quinoa soup, or pretty much something not involving cheese, eggs, or bread, because while I love all of those things very much I think I got my fill while I was out of town. So, tonight will involve lots of laundry, lots of vegetables, lots of HBO On Demand, and an early bedtime.
But first things first: what to have for lunch?
Do you know how hot is was in Sacramento today? 76!!! Come one man. This is nuts. I need Thanksgiving to come in like a month, not a week…
Planning NYE? Dang. I need to catch up.
You are a traveling machine, my friend.
i felt the same way yesterday! wondering when we’d all get together again, but am choosing not to think about it just yet…
also?
1) the more i think back to the flurry of activity fri/sat. (esp. saturday! omg), the more thankful i am for all the food you picked up at the scary-busy p st. whole foods. there is *no doubt* that your purchases kept me from passing out under the chuppah!
2) thank goodness you took such a beautiful photo of my bouquet! b/c i don’t know where it went! maybe i can get a copy? ;)
3) you’re the very best moh (maid of honor) ever. EVER. omg ily (sm). ijs. mmmmmmwah xxO