my brother john met me after my yoga class last night and we headed to dukem for an ethiopian coffee ceremony. we shared a fastening platter, a couple of harars (an ethiopian beer with a slight honey-like aftertaste), and some baklava. i'd never been to a coffee ceremony but had read about them before.. dancing, incense, and the strongest coffee i've ever had. i wasn't going to try it but i figured the beer would cancel out the caffeination. (it did.)

the weather has finally changed from the oh-so-springlike to the downright dreary. i think it's time though. i want to cuddle in my sweaters and scarves for at least a couple of months. (then it's cherry blossoms, longer evenings, and running outside.)