I had in mind a breakfast place that had tables outside and looked very nice but as I was walking along I saw a door and a sign that said "desayuno." My glance through the door saw a kind of entry and then it opened up to a covered courtyard and behind that an open patio. Mmmmm.......I walked on down the street a couple more doors and then turned around and went back. I walked in and was greeted by a friendly smiling young man. The place was a little funky with plants in tin cans tied to the support posts of the covered courtyard. Every posts was decorated with "canned" plants, old Mexican and American movie still photographs, masks or hats. Oh, yes, this was the place to have a leisurely breakfast and write in my "morning pages" and just take time to breathe and nourish my soul as well as my body.
I sat there with my journal writing and just enjoying the ambiance. When the breakfast came, it was a huge plate of eggs and frijoles. He asked if I wanted some sugar in my coffee. I said yes. Right away he brought the coffee. It was boiling hot and sweet. Next time I'll ask to put in my own sugar. Also the coffee had a cinnamon taste. I think they might use the Mexican brown sugar. It was different but good. The tortillas were handmade and a little thicker than you get from the corner tortillas tiendas in the neighborhoods. The salsa was great but a little too piquante for me.....Ned will love it. I had a wonderful breakfast and I bet that most gringas would not eat breakfast there but I can assure you that while we are doing this renovation and the Mercer kitchen is closed, I'll be going back.
After breakfast, I headed on down the street and picked up samples from Comex. Indeed they do have the colored wood stains and even a very nice brochure about them. Suddenly when I came out of Comex, the weather had changed. The sun was out, the mist was gone, the air was warm. The long-sleeved shirt and muffler went in the backpack. Yesterday afternoon was beautiful. I think we have found some blue skies.