S. and I had nearly a week of our lives to dissect and hash out and comb through at his kitchen table over cups of hot coffee and bowlful of strawberries, so by the time we left for breakfast it was lunchtime. We intended to go to Bergen Bagels, but halfway down the block we saw D. heading in, and I sure didn’t want that for lunch after an already stressful weekend. Too sad. So we went to La Bagel Delight instead. I had the bacon, egg, and cheese on an onion bagel. S. had a poppy bagel with lox and tomato, no cream cheese. We ate outside. It was warm in the sun, but the breeze was chilly enough that my egg got cold before I was finished. I sort of hated that.