I’ve just found my own personal paradise. Sitting at an unfinished wood communal table, dingy light fixture overhead, feeling the cool breeze pass through from the chilled rainy day. Power outlet, wifi, smoothest Iced Latte I think I’ve ever had. And Cat Stevens playing at the perfect volume. 

And then I find out the owner is Ms. Weatherup, a disciple of Sasha Petraske and owner of my fave bar on Vandy.  I may never leave The Glass Shop (NY Mag review).

[my view out the back door, taken on by someone else on some other day, but captures the crisp dampness that is so rare in the concrete jungle]
 

Oh, now we’re onto Simon & Garfunkel. Awesome.

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    Our neighborhood rocks!
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