Down But Not Out

I really need to focus on one thing at a time - and to realize that I can't fly. I know I certainly can roll - ungracefully down the 59th Street subway stairs. My shoe decided to stay behind and the rest of me went down. Thankfully nothing was broken, more like pulled. I guess this week my Jane Austen character is Marianne Dashwood, minus Willoughby. Still, I need to wear sneakers for the next couple of weeks, and not take long walks in the cool weather. Of course it's better than crutches. The bonus is I have my very own x-rays of my left foot, at least one of them. Because of needing the x-rays, my heel spur has been confirmed - told you guys I wasn't being a drama queen hypochondriac!

Just in time for autumn, Panera Bread opened in LIC, a walking distance from my home (well, a bus ride for the next couple of weeks.) I got to have lunch there today, and it was quite cozy. The soup and sandwich were real nice. The iced green tea was just as I'd remembered it. Normally I wouldn't like sweetened green tea, but there's something about iced tea that suggests sweetening. They serve hot Republic of Tea also, which isn't too shabby either. Can't wait to try the souffles. Marie raves about them.