Having a leisurely & delicious breakfast at Balthazar with an old friend reminded me of going there once, long enough ago that baseball news was finally in the Times at the end of a baseball-less winter. It was snowing softly & I had a bowl of thick hot chocolate. And it was my birthday. Today it was eggs, coffee, & good conversation with plenty of laughing. The man next to us ate a sticky bun & a plate of bacon.