Yesterday was a rainy wash-out -- just the kind of NYC day that Oregonian transplants secretly love. So we pulled on galoshes and went to run some errands in Park Slope, and then, lucky us!, met up with our friends Kim and Maple in a dark, dark cafe with slouchy couches where you can lose a baby boot or practically a baby between the seat cushions.
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