Hardboiled Eggs?

I don't know what it is about this picture, but everyone who sees it remembers it as being placed in somewhere it is not, for intance on the train or in a club. It was actually taken in a cute little cafe a few blocks away. The interior has a vintage green and white decor, and the people who frequent it seem to sit in the booths as long as the paint has been there. Dani and I asked for two coffees and a sandwich to share, and somehow we ended up with two hardboiled eggs and beernuts. A big thanks to Dani, without a doubt an awesome person and not just because she's from New York but because she is. She's who has been there for me since day 1 meeting my new supervisor and moving into my new apartment, among many many other adventures.