Knowing someone well inevitably means intimately knowing their habits as well. Each morning, my partner pours his coffee up to the very edge of his cup’s rim. Next he does a half forward bend, extending his body into much of our small kitchen’s width. Finally, he slurps. Loudly. Regardless of the knowledge of the certainty of this daily performance, my daughter and I continue to watch and relentlessly express dismay. So begins a morning on King Street. As would be expected, we have recently had the opportun … (read more)
