It's funny. When we got to Amon's new (and much tidier) place on Carroll Street we realized that had been almost exactly two years since we last visited him in the city. January 31st, 2008. The way we left after that stay was "let's not wait two years to do this again!". We just made it.
Amon's new place is nice. And warm. Dead end street. We found parking right out front. No wandering the streets of Brooklyn this time. And we was hungry! All of us! Amon had cereal but no milk. He had glasses but no juice. A grocery run was imminent. And in this bitter cold, I had just started to feel my toes again. But our bellies had the facts and they voted yes.
Laura stayed in the warm apartment to do the cooking prep.
When we got back the two of them whipped into gear and threw everything from the fridge into some eggs and made some blueberry waffles on a dirty waffle iron, the only way to do it really. Little secret for making fresh blueberry waffles; use frozen blueberries. I went thru Amon's personal belongings to see if anything tickled my fancy.
0Breakfast served...
And this made Laura...
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