Catching My Breath on a Sunday

Sunday was certainly a day of rest. I slept and slept and slept. Also, I got caught up with my blog. I had dinner at a Mexican restaurant on Bleeker. The waitress talked me into trying a mole sauce...it was okay, but I do not need to eat it again. I then found a coffee shop around the corner who agreed to grind the coffee beans that were sent from home. Yum...hazelnut in the French press in the morning. After reading the NY Times, I stopped at Daddy-O to have a glass of wine with Lucia and came home.