Technically speaking, my favorite café never actually closed; it was just too scary (and too risky) to bask inside their window on Main & sip a coffee while munching their marvelous Mediterranean Quiche. But things have (FINALLY!) begun to change… Aaaahhhh. Calls for a Shadorma, me thinks:
Finally
Monty’s re-opens
and I’m there
journaling
in my sunlit window seat
happy as a clam
Scrambled, Not Fried 
You were made to be in that window. There is poetry that has been waiting for your return
What a perfect place to write, and eat!
Looks like heaven to me
Perfect place to relax and write!