Friday, April 13, 2007
Breakfast at 2nd Street Cafe
2nd Street Cafe is in Brooklyn, on 7th Avenue. There are drawing papers on the tables. They bring you color pencils, so that you can draw while you're waiting for your order. Than what happens? They glue all of them on the ceiling. So you can see all the artwork if you look up. These three selections were eaten by different people. I just took the photos. My choice was the omelette with house fries, came with toast, jam and butter. Omelette was supposed to come with goat cheese and mushrooms but instead of cheese, they filled it with roasted green peppers. Did I like it? Not as much as my own omelettes, made with free range eggs that I buy from the villagers in Antalya. I guess photos don't need any explanation but in case you want to know something about them, don't hesitate to drop a line.
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Breakfast in São Paulo
I am slowly starting the day. It is cool, cloudy, hopefully it’s going to rain.
I am drinking green tea grown in Brazil, with a few lavender flowers I brought from Provence in it. Oh, I have added a few pomegranate seeds too, from my holiday at the farm.
And I have stopped by your blog to visit you, and wish you a good day, my dear.
Love, Joy and Peace to you.
Breakfast in São Paulo
I am slowly starting the day. It is cool, cloudy, hopefully it’s going to rain.
I am drinking green tea grown in Brazil, with a few lavender flowers I brought from Provence in it. Oh, I have added a few pomegranate seeds too, from my holiday at the farm.
And I have stopped by your blog to visit you, and wish you a good day, my dear.
Love, Joy and Peace to you.
It's cold, cloudy in NY. Will it rain? It did yesterday.
My tea? I had orange spice tea, brewed Turkish way. Few glasses of them. Do you remember the Turkish tea glasses?
Thank you my dear. Enjoy your day till the last moment.
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