April 26, 2010 § Leave a comment
Here’s a preview of her post:
I remember feeling really embarrassed when we lived in Greenpoint and the guy at the Polish bakery would remember that my morning order was a glazed donut and a little carton of milk. I shouldn’t have felt embarrassed. Nowadays one of the highest high points of my day is when I walk into my coffee spot and the woman at the counter starts pouring me two coffees, one with cream and one with milk, before I even get all the way in the door.