Saturday

Today I had breakfast again at the same place. The same 2 separate woman arrived at much the same time as I did, and had the same breakfast as they had before.  I vary mine. Then I went to Union Square which has a market on Saturdays and other days but Saturday is the biggest.  Lots of interesting local produce. There was a lady with a large stall of dried flowers.  They were beautiful,  lovely vibrant colours.  Lots of different arrangements, very reasonably priced.  I would have liked to buy something.

Then I walked to Chelsea markets and wandered around,  but there were far too many people and mostly tourists, so I came back to my apartment by yet another different way which included a coffee stop. Several people sell hot , spiced apple cider, but so far I have not found one that does not have added sugar.

I had a pleasant afternoon pottering in my apartment catching up on some emails, reading, etc. but now I am grumpy. I have made the same mistake as I made last time I was here.   There are lots of 'diners' around. Not always diners with booths but I thinK it  it has come to mean fast, cheap, fairly ordinary food.  As it happens I went to a nearby diner. I got a plate of roast lamb that, if blindfolded, I would probably have guessed lamb by elimination . When I ordered he rattled off a list of vegetables. I should have said  ' a little of everything' but instead said broccoli and potato. Let's just say I donot like paying money for things I can cook better myself. The annoying thing is, I had the same complaint 4 1/2 years ago.   I donot know yet whether I will eat the left overs for breakfast or go out for a nice omelette.