Spring, here.

In the New Leaf Café, down the hill from the Cloisters in Fort Tryon Park, was a man with such vivid eyebrows that they alone might compel me to start writing fiction.


And yes, yes, it is true: one can make exotic grilled cheese sandwiches in a George Foreman Grill. (And no, fortunately, this very funny thing is not for real.) And yes, one can eat two grilled cheese sandwiches in one day and still want another. And yes, this small boy is the loveliest of all small boys, particularly when he gets it into his head that he's ready to snuggle and particularly when he splits the labor of completing alphabet and number puzzles. And particularly when he's laughing over silly song lyrics at breakfast. And particularly just always.

And yes, because I know you were wondering: the A train takes 7.5 minutes to go from 125th Street to 59th Street.