Some News While I Wait To Eat This Cronut
I’m sitting here at the park across from the apartment where I’ve lived for two years, waiting on a blanket for a friend to get here and help me with this cronut and this muffin while I wait for my apartment’s property manager to give me the heads up that there are no longer people meandering through my apartment, judging the wall of whimsy that hangs over the couch. I’ll be leaving this one-bedroom, the birthplace …