The air in Southern Utah is crisp and the sun is clear and bright... the weather and seasons are changing and the desert is sharpening itself to the senses! Last night I had the thought, "I'm cold." Where and what is next is always the question for the Artist, the Actor... and more importantly, how will I step excited, invested, and passionate until I get there! The journey, not the destination! As we wake, the chortle of summer can be heard in the distance and the seasons have turned causing shadows and contrast to show that it wasn't simply the noontide glare we thought it was! It was just waiting for it's hue of light to politely hit the earth, just right.
Sunny runs Lenox Fast Food breakfast spot in Central Harlem. He and his beautiful wife, And Fernando, Run the spot on Lenox Ave, Just below 143rd St. Next to a bar called 'A Touch of Dee'. They serve plates, Fried fish, Coffee with milk or half 'n' half only... And cheese grits. Everyone orders the cheese grits. I've never had them, But secretly, always want to try them. The waffles are toaster waffles, And come in 2 sizes: Regular and silver dollar. There are tins ready with butter, Prepped bacon, And these little metal bowls, That Fernando has on hand to mix your eggs. Which he folds with precision and skill. In the back of this narrow, Black-painted-walled hole in the wall (the kinda spot my Dad would love), On this block of Lenox Ave., There is a picture of Obama- maybe from 2008. On the wall next to the "If someone is choking" sign. Today a man, Much taller than me, With a smile and energy that could light up NY, A man who Sunny knew by name, Wa...
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