Simply Sunday: The Joy and Consolation of Coffee in the Neighborhood
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Sunday in mid-March feels like the beginning of a major flirtation. We’re flirting with spring and all of the optimism and bright energy that accompanies it. But on this Sunday, we’re in a holding pattern. The snow is melting leaving patches of green-brown grass and slushy puddles of water behind. At the same time, forecasters call for 1 to 3 inches of snow on President’s Day. Translation: All outdoor play dates will be moved indoors. The gyms will be thrumming with activity. There will be a minimum of grousing to go with the shoveling---grateful as we are that it’s almost over. Sunday is another day in the neighborhood. We wake up to bright sun and pre-brewed coffee. It’s Casi Cielo---an esteemed blend---and the last of the coffee to be found in the house. The baby is terribly congested to the point that we must put her semi-sitting in the stroller so she can breathe properly---and walk her around to calm her. So instead of going to my Sunday morning Zumba class at Studio360,