K. and I walked to a cafe to grab thirty minutes of reading time while O. learned about being Jewish though mostly I suspect this meant cracking up in the back with F. and being generally silly. I meant to wait to eat until the scheduled lunch, I was promised it would be great because of a bar mitzvah that day, but I was too hungry, verging on grouchy and snappish, let’s be honest I was already there, so I got an overpriced ham sandwich, devoured it, read about data.