Sunday, November 29, 2009

Café Orlin

The Boy in the Checkered Shirt and I dropped into this East Village restaurant after bargaining a better price on sunglasses from a St. Marks vendor.  Meer ordered the steak&eggs with spinach purée.  He had two cappuccinos (because one was not enough). I had the millet pancakes with chicken sausage and beet salad. I drank one café americain. 


Our waitress wore a turquoise turtleneck.

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