we come running | youngblood hawke
breakfast: i made buttermilk pancakes with vanilla whipped cream and noble maple syrup. of course, i didn’t make breakfast until almost noon because social media for six restaurants on a snow day is no joke. are you open? oh, now we have to say we’re open until this time? oh, on instagram, twitter, press, and facebook? ok. bring it.
lunch: i made a potato, corn, and bacon chowder. had two bowls while i hemmed and hawed over whether or not i should go see mayer hawthorne at 9:30 club. mayer, i love you, but poor boris does not handle ice well.
ensemble: black tee and pajama bottoms. all day, baby.
dream: i think i dreamt i was at work.