Rue Abbé Grégoire
While Douglas was in the hospital - explanation to follow - I met up with Nisha and Leena for a cafe. Nisha had just returned from two weeks of European travel with her parents and sister. While we discussed her trip, in-the-spotlight Leena offered pronouncements like "I'm sure these cups are from Sri Lanka" and "My sugar packet is the best because it has a picture of the Brazilian flag" and "Indian men can read a newspaper on a squat toilet". It reminded me of lunches with my grandmother late in her life. She had Alzheimer's. Leena had a grand cafe creme, Nisha too, while I skipped the creme and just downed a grand cafe.
© 2005
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