- sunsets
- weather warmer than 35 degrees in the morning
- tortillas from the Anita Street Market
- a drink from the St Charles Tavern and a whole bunch of Pillsbury Wine
- Brooklyn Pizza . . . but the garlic knots even more
- half the contents of Trader Joe's, but specifically the flower section, the frozen ready-to-bake croissants, and the pumpkin body butter
- the Buffalo Exchange outlet (technically that's Nogales, but . . . )
- my chiropractor, my mechanic, my hairdresser
- the entire production (including hippie hill) of Love's Labors Lost
- the All Soul's Procession
- all my blues dancers
- all the friends' babies I haven't gotten to kiss
- all my dinner friends (you know . . . friends you invite to dinner).
We love it here, but there are some things I miss an awful lot.
