I hate mornings (no matter where I am and today it’s New York.) I really need coffee in the morning to function and I hate strong coffee. I was introduced to the art of ordering “light and sweet” coffee, here in NYC, a long time ago, and it became and has remained my choice of coffee taste.
There was no coffee machine in my hotel room, so I threw on black yoga pants, and my dark sunglasses, and ventured up the street to the local Bodega for my coffee fix.
As I looked up and saw the people walking towards me, all dressed in black, I knew I was among my own kind!
That put a smile on my face and was a great start to my day.
