We've been here for ten days, but tomorrow we hop on a plane to head to another city. And just in time - snow
is forecast for NY tomorrow.
I'm really sad to leave. We'll miss Simone, our favourite server at our local cafe on Malcolm X Boulevarde, who is always intrigued by which pie we're going to order (answer: usually cherry). Tonight she kissed us when we said good bye. But I reckon we'll pop in for some key lime pie before we leave tomorrow and say goodbye again.
I'll miss the 2 and 3 subway and the filthy platform under 116th St. I'll miss the quiet street of Brownstones we've been living in. We'll miss the random diners where you can get a hot cup of coffee and waffles with bacon and strawberries. Scott will miss the pizza-by-the-slice joints, especially the one next door to Magnolia Bakery on Columbus.
I'll miss Magnolia Bakery.
But a new city, new adventures, and a friend to catch up with are next, and that's a lot to look forward to.