It must be Spring. Not just the storms -- last evening, the weather was warm and, for awhile, not storming. After feeding the cats, there was just daylight enough left to bicycle to Yat's for a delicious plate of their Cajun/Creole food. It's enough of a ride to whet the appetite, and maybe work off a calorie or two. I had a plate of black beans and sausage and some kind of chicken wonderfulness, served (as usual) over good rice, with a length of good French bread, buttered and toasted, on the side. Washed it down with a can of pomegranate/orange juice.
Nice ride, nice weather, great food. Yes, this is one reason Spring is such a treasure after the Winter.
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