Short Story Style

I woke up this morning to a phone call from Jordan. I have to meet him at 10:30 outside my apartment which means 30 minutes to shower and get dressed. I scrambled to get ready and I was only 5 minutes late to meet him. We went to the cafe and got coffee which we loaded up with milk and sugar. The two of us walked through Prospect Park quiet and blissful. I had to try to hide my smiles as to not show how giddy being in prospect park on an autumn morning makes me. It was really nice to share that with my new friend.

We sat in a sunny patch of grass by a tree and I showed him music on my ipod. We walked to the west side of the park and jumped on the F train into Manhattan to seek out lunch. He had to work at 1 and by the time we arrived in the city we only had 40 minutes. So, we just went to Abraco (his cafe) and got lunch there. Lunch at Abraco blows me away every time. The menu changes daily with whatever is at the market that day. We shared the Prix fixe which consisted of pureed rice and corn soup, fingerling potatoes with roasted poblano peppers, and frittata. Abraco was packed with people, like usual, so we took our lunch across the street and ate it on a stoop of an apartment building. It was a picnic in the city.

Then after enjoying a cortado and leaving Jordan to work I took a walk from the east village to Williamsburg, crossing the water via the Williamsburg Bridge. After haggling with an old woman on the side walk that was selling clothes, I got 2 t-shirts for 5$. Then I stepped over to another table of a man selling books and bought a book of short stories called Dancing After Hours by Andre Dubus and took it to a coffee shop with me where I sat on the back patio and had yet another coffee as I read the first 3 short stories which were very entertaining and perfectly suiting for my mood. After reading a while I got antsy to move again so I took a walk down streets I wasn't familiar with and ended up by the water. I sat down at the edge of the path and dangled my feet by the water and I read some more stories. It was very chilly and windy today but the sun was warm.

Once I started to get hungry again I decided to seek out dinner. This brought me to a cafe on Bedford that I don't remember the name of. I had half of a roasted eggplant sandwich with a bowl of tomato cilantro soup. The sandwich came on delicious, crusty bread that was perfect for dipping in the soup. For dessert I had pumpkin cheesecake and a chai tea. All of this is sitting in my tummy now as I write this and it's making me very sleepy. It was a good day off, just wanted to share it.

Also, I apologize for not taking any pictures since I've been here. My digital camera broke right before I left for New York but I'm getting a new one in a few days.