It was brisk this morning before sunrise, and my usual cold latte didn't appeal; I set out to find the hot version in Columbus on a Monday morning.
It was after 9 before I was in leaveable condition, and I headed to Martha's Place: not open.
To the American Legion: they serve coffee until 9.
Patio Café: not open.
Another disappointed breakfaster pointed me toward La Casita. By then, I recognized that he was speaking English and I understood "blahblahblahcoffee." This place was the most fun you can have before noon. The lady who greeted me spoke no English, and somehow I was immediately drinking coffee.
She asked me, in Spanish, if I speak any Spanish (enough to get coffee), because she spoke no Inglés.
¡Si, huevos! [If I had known how to say "vegan" I would have starved.]
[Some words I didn't understand, but I think they meant "soon someone will come to bring you eggs."And they did.]
Speaking of getting up owly for eggs ...
|Owlivia is setting on eggs.|
|Owliver is guarding them with one eye.|