Cheery cherry tea

Today, Dana Dane met me at my office, so we could have one our Wednesday lunches together. She brought me a miniature potted orange gerbera daisy to put on my new (or not so new anymore, I guess) desk. I stuck it on the lamp base for my Tolomeo lamp — hopefully, the moisture will not rust the chrome.

We went to lunch at the Le Pain Quotidien in ABC Carpet + Home on 19th Street. Of course, I had the honey, fig + ricotta sandwich. And of course, Dane had a cobb salad. There was a special morello cherry green iced tea on the menu, so despite the $3.5 price tag, I decided it sounded too delicious to pass up. It was the most delicately flavored, I-am-drinking-spring-as-a-beverage elixir-ish tonic ever. It was gone in like one long slurp, making me wonder how I can drink some things down without even noticing, and other things (like plain water, a beer, anything other than iced tea, really) it is like the never ending beverage. While I was mentally waxing love poetry over my iced tea, Dana all of a sudden spotted a live lady bug stalking across her salad lettuces. I immediately plucked it out and set it on a tea cup, but I think the salad dressing killed the poor little thing.