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Before getting to the cafe, we passed a truck that claimed to be "artisanal" ice cream; I asked for a taste of the "currant and cream," and then ordered and happily ate a single scoop sugar cone. I think the name of the company was Van Leeuwen; cattitude said he'd heard of it, favorably, but hadn't actually seen the truck previously. Roadnotes got a vanilla cone; cattitude tasted both of ours, but didn't then have room for ice cream.
We talked about various things that have been on our minds, including health issues and people we know in common, with some circling back to things along the lines of "I just heard from so-and-so after n years" and discussion of said so-and-so and who they remind us of. It felt settling as well as generally congenial, though I hadn't been feeling unsettled about the things we discussed. We also picked up some chocolate on our way home.
Also, after Cattitude remarked on how late the irises were in Inwood, we passed some on the other side of LaGuardia Place, and then I spotted some gorgeous irises, in several different colors, in Sheridan Square, and we detoured to look at them before getting on the subway. Classic purple, bright yellow, and some fine burgundies. Also red roses, a deeper red than we've seen thus far uptown.
I am defnitely feeling better physically than I was Thursday, or even yesterday; I continue to ice assorted joints and muscles, and take anti-inflammatories. Tomorrow I shall take things easy, physically.
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