A Pot of Mint Tea

A pot of hot mint tea in the local Moroccan place hits the spot on a crisp Fall-ish afternoon in Rhode Island. It's too bad this place isn't right across the street from Great Plotnik World Headquarters. A hookah of pomegranate tobacco to accompany your tea, Sir? No thank you, but it smells very nice.

Plottie had forgotten that the second language in Providence is Portuguese. A substantial portion of the occupants descend from fishermen from the Azore Islands. So Plot got to say 'boa noite' to the woman behind the corner at the liquor store last night. Except for a little bit in Argentina with Brazilian tourists, it's the first 'boa noite' Plot has been able to say since he studied Portuguese in college. And best of all Rhode Island Portuguese is Portuguese Portuguese, like he studied, not Brazilian Portuguese -- so Plottie could actually say 'boa noite' instead of 'boa noich.'

Small pleasures bring great rewards.