
I started with a warm panini from Boccalone ("tasty salted pig parts"). I leaned against a water-side railing as I ate the sandwich--full of house-made salami and olive tapenade--while two seagulls floated beneath me hoping I would drop morsels. I dared not taunt them. ("Quoth the seagull, 'Nevermore.'")
Enlivened by the fresh air, I grabbed a moist cupcake for dessert from the Miette patisserie. New seagulls arrived...these with a sweet tooth...or sweet beaks.
I squashed a twinge of post-cupcake guilt with a tart Black Twig apple from the Devoto Gardens stand. (Doesn't the rustic look of this apple epitomize autumn?)
Fully warmed by the sun and full from my treats, I grabbed a scrumptious New Orleans iced coffee from Blue Bottle Coffee for my slow stroll back to the office.
How I hate to see October go.