First ride on my new bike, Caliente:
We entered Central Park around 80th Street on the East side, went up and around the top, and … break. Near the quiet, algae-filled pond just south of the Great Hill, we stopped for a late lunch, Euro-style.
Which means: A baguette; some sliced porchetta from Agata & Valentina; deli-sliced Swiss cheese; an English cucumber (thin-sliced) for condiment. Some assembly required. (Good-for-you Apple & Eve fruit punch juice boxes from my fridge.)
… the loveliness of the afternoon? No imagination required. None, whatsoever.