Rittenhouse one & two.

I spent a lot of today reading in Rittenhouse Square. First, I tried out the SW corner...something new and diff. I pretty much stared at the bare chest of a hot dude the whole time. And when he left, he asked if I wanted his Sunday NY Times. (Did I ever!)

Next, I was in the NE corner. It was a little more crowded. I ate a delicious avocado-tomato-basil-jumbo lump crabmeat salad (courtesy of DiBrunos & Unusual's garden) and then read a book & chatted on the phone. As it was getting dark, a semi-hipster comes up and asks about my book. He doesn't smile once. I asked about his book, and he proceeds to tell me all about the history of India and The Buddha. I ask if he is enjoying his book. He very solemnly nods, no smile. He comes back 20 mins later and asks if he can read beside me, but I was just packing up to go home, I said. So then he tells me he is going to his brother's studio to rebuild a piano. He is still very serious, and very polite. Never cracked a smile, but told me it was enjoyable to talk to me about books.

Ahh... lovely Rittenhouse. It Rocks and Rolls.