Went to Building on Bond to see if that was a good place to work, but their coffee is so bloody strong I felt woozy and could not concentrate on anything other than Shazam-ing the songs playing on the speakers.
They were: The National: Fake Empire and Fujiya and Miyagi: Collarbone
Got home all jittery, made a lovely sweet potato-apple gratin from
The Girl and the Fig cookbook (best cookbook ever), had a nap to sleep off the caffeine, then awoke to do a bunch of research on medieval foods.
Let me tell you, I'm a bit thrown by all the super die-hard Medieval enthusiasts out there. My book will probably get torn to shreds by some nice old lady in Milwaukee for being historically inaccurate. Then again, that's what I thought of the Da Vinci Code, and I still enjoyed it. Oh yes, I'm aiming high.
Regardless, I am back in the place I need to be, and can work today.
Word count: 3780
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