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Sprigs Cafe Is No More
I gave blood Thursday morning at a bloodmobile parked outside the Patent Office, and then I walked the seventy paces or so to Sprig’s Cafe, to get a cup of coffee. Alas, it had shut down, and there was a sign thanking us for our loyal patronage these past two years. If only I had patronized it more frequently, it might still be in business, but realistically, more patronage from a hundred or several hundred people would have been needed. I walked a few blocks to Whole Foods, and got a cup of coffee there.
After getting home in the evening, I collapsed and fell asleep, and then had a midnight dinner: the third and final serving of a black bean chili which I made Tuesday, some guacamole, a bowl of salad, and then two chocolate chip cookies. I baked the cookies tonight, after making the dough and putting it in the refrigerator about twenty-four hours earlier. Now to go to bed, and get ready for tomorrow.
After getting home in the evening, I collapsed and fell asleep, and then had a midnight dinner: the third and final serving of a black bean chili which I made Tuesday, some guacamole, a bowl of salad, and then two chocolate chip cookies. I baked the cookies tonight, after making the dough and putting it in the refrigerator about twenty-four hours earlier. Now to go to bed, and get ready for tomorrow.
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