(): wine, french fries, and the yellow bird

today was sunday.
and i decided i would have a day of indulgence.
i had wine on my mind.

so i sat at this little place and drank wine.
and ate french fries.
and read my book.
and it was good.

BUT, before that, i took some pictures of things that i see often, walking around the little area where i live, just outside the city.

like tons of these flowers.

and this beautiful dog.
she's always asleep in the shade.

a truck. rusted and exhausted.

flowers that remind me of ribbon candy.

a lonely pomegranate, high in the tree.

THEN, it was off to the city, to enjoy my classy lunch of french fries and wine.
what usually ends up happening when i go to the city is that i wander around, and i turn down whatever streets i haven't seen before/look interesting.
eventually i get lost.
and then, eventually i stumble upon something i recognize, and i'm able to gain some sort of orientation. lather, rinse, repeat.
today,i ran into a huge market, got totally turned around somewhere, and found my way back to the yellow bird cafe somehow. so i hung out for a minute and took some pictures.

this is the wondrous place i've been ranting about.
that's santhia, in her sacred little kitchen area.
and there's two of the regulars/unofficial employees, david and jessie q.

this is the little seating area inside. we moved a shelf out of there, so things are kind of all over the place.
at night, it's so atmospheric. nothing quite like lounging on the floor with some comfy pillows.

this is the bar, where i've made plenty of juice, and learned to make a few cocktails.

anyways, i met up with my friend sebastien after that. we got some food at this vegetarian place he knew of.