This weekend, I finally found fall. I also found joy in little things, like a lemon chocolate bar. Like sight-reading some of Beethoven's violin sonatas, and reading about Beethoven in The New Yorker. Pink-topped coffee from Le Pain Quotidien in Central Park (light, friendly, and worth another trip.) The second movement of Saint-Saens' Piano Trio in F, as performed by Kogan/Rostropovich/Gilels. Kale wrapped in tweed from the Union Square Farmer's market, and a new salad recipe to feature it. Basil-scented hand soap. The music at 34th St-Herald Square. Spicy crackers with Havarti cheese over conversation about music and life. "Derniere Danse." Remembering passages of "Rules" while walking by Bergdorf's and St. Patrick's.
Experiencing the season through apple cider and mums on every corner.
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