cafe

We started the morning off, hangover free, at Cafe Brazil for breakfast. They have these large burlap coffee bags hanging on the wall--this picture doesn't really illustrate the scale properly (though I suppose the 150 lbs. lends to the size a bit).

Came home and did some reading then got a call from O'Brien and Byron about riding bikes over to our food truck park. Crowded, as I'd expected, but the Colorado-like weather (sunny but chilly) and the beers they brought for me (it is BYOB) made the afternoon quite enjoyable. We actually just sat there for a while, sipping beers, eating our respective pizzas and tacos, and shot the proverbial shit--weekend conversation: good stuff.

Back home, trying to do some more reading, before we head back downstairs to meet up at the new bar with one of Leah's old co-workers from NYC. Life is good.