Good Morning Illi!

I was so cold on the train this morning!  Stepping out of the train into the warmth of the W4th street station was delightful but before I could warm up properly I was on the train again, walking the chilly block to Chelsea Market, and then sitting, shivering at my desk.  I ate the stale roll I bought for my lunch yesterday with a smear of blueberry jam and quickly drank a cup of English Breakfast tea while constantly refreshing my email page hoping that someone would have written me something exciting.  But alas, no.  So I decided it was time to write to you in hopes that you would respond with some interesting reflections on the day, yesterday, or any day.  What have you been thinking about lately?

I was reading the Paris issue of Gourmet on the way to work and the romantic words and pictures made me want to travel there again, even though my memories of the city are mostly unpleasant.  I found their list of affordable hotels to be slightly disappointing since my definition of affordable differs greatly from the average Gourmet reader.  $160 a night was the cheapest hotel they had listed.  I hate having expensive taste and no money to work with.

When you live in Paris I want to visit you.  You'll wear one of those black and white striped shirts and I'll wear a simple european dress and we'll spend an afternoon in a cafe drinking tea and eating millefeuille while we catch up on all the years we've spent apart.  How does that sound?

Janet