cafe

the Spanish look

Okay, so, here I am again in another new country where the weather is extremely amazing, which I know better than to catalog under anything other than Dumb Luck.

A portion of a family waiting outside this cafe on goodies from within is suggesting I also visit Munich, Nuremberg, Leipzig, Dresden.

When the son/dad emerges with what all they all wanted he asks if I am Spanish.

I’m American, I say, omitting the United States of, and he says, You have the Spanish look, which I cannot help but catalog under What Germans Have to Say About What Does and Doesn’t Look Jewish. 

emptied the ashtray

A man just sat down near me outside this cafe where I am having twitchy post-club afternoon frūstūck and emptied the ashtray on his table into the ashtray on the table between us
It makes me think of people who have to flush a toilet before they can use it
Does it matter if your own waste falls upon the waste of others
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