Today I had Labor day off and went into the city. I stopped at the Mexican grocery across from my local Halsey stop and found some Mexican Pan. It was comforting to see the brightly colored bread, sweet on the inside, with the aroma of Mexico. I was reminded of trips to the panaderia in Rosarito Beach halfway to my grandfather's house in Mexico. And I had a thick Limon ice, which was delicious as I waited for the L train. What a glorious day. Que bien.