1.8
I have taken to wandering over to Maxi Coffee Bar, setting myself on a stoop with a cup of Black and the Sunday New York Times. I let myself be seduced by a sandwich — the kaya toast, the several grilled cheeses. On a Sunday morning, it’s peaceful in here, the coffee and snacks are sumptuous, the service affably splendid.
9
As a very poor excuse for a Chinese person, I’m not fond of rice. As a 12-year Chicagoan, I can live on bread, and just bread alone, if bread includes pizza, which it should, and does.