Sometimes food for the soul is truly food and not some mind expanding theory to meditate upon. Today was. (as in, it happened) A skinny latte at the mom and pop coffee and tea house followed by a fill-your-belly-up breakfast at our favorite homey diner, Cross Keys Diner. Sometimes that’s what our bodies need when our minds are preoccupied with solving the unsolvable. And, our bodies can distinguish the difference between run of the mill take out and the extra love tucked inside the nooks and crannies of a well-crafted meal.
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