cookie cutter sunday

i'm generally trying to avoid routines, but they're really easy to fall into, particularly when it means connecting with people and enjoying good food. now we have a sunday routine. it goes a little like this, and it went very nicely yesterday:

a hefty bike ride (or preferably a hike, but that wasn't in the stars yesterday since it's easier for three people to bike independently than for two people to hike slowly with a third...)
a quick shower amidst shouts of "i'm starving! hurry up!"
the inevitable wait while various parties do various things completely unrelated to getting to lunch
going to town for brunch
being told that the wait is thirty minutes, wondering aloud once again why we didn't make a reservation
looking at that one case at the antique shop that isn't quite what we need but closer than anything else we've seen
finally getting our seat at the counter
talking with chef jeremy
drinking an el perro locco [sic]
enjoying chicken and waffles, epic breakfast sandwich, or greasy burger
grocery shopping
driving home to Jah's Music
going for a very nice 5:00 walk through the neighborhood, checking out the flowers, the sun, and the music
lazy dinner at home with a great movie and a tasty beverage

that was my sunday last week, this week, and jah willing, it'll be my next sunday too (with the possible exception of a nice dinner out, but who knows?)

like all things, it must change. chef jeremy is leaving town, and the new guy doesn't have jeremy's charisma (or perhaps he does but it was hidden under the nervousness of his first day on the job). but hakuna matata, change is good, and we'll settle into a new routine as needed, to keep things enjoyable. that's what sundays are for.