Sunday, January 20, 2008

table for one

In the afternoon, during these weekend days that I manage to get out the house to do some writing, I've been developing a little ritual.  After a couple of hours at Starbucks after which I can't look at my keyboard anymore because I'm tired and I have to pee and I'm GOING BLIND, I pack up my stuff and head on over to Rice, where I have a late lunch.  I always have the same thing off their weekend brunch menu, which is the congee--very tasty with grilled shrimp and lots of garlic and scallions.  

It is a rare moment when I get to eat lunch by myself, and am not in such a rush that I am shoveling in my food as fast as humanly (or inhumanly) possible before having to run back to the ORs.  It is a nice half hour on my own.  I like it.