I am eating here! Because I came at a bad time and they need the table for lunch, and because it's windy and raining outside and I have a little bit of extra spending money. Of course I am only eating a mixed salad with a carafe of water. But the salad is fairly big, and has cheese and onions and a lone olive, in addition to the usual lettuce and tomatoes. The waiter just took my mustard away and gave it to someone else, perhaps thinking I was done because I am writing (though my salad is only half-finished), or perhaps because I was making little mustard sandwiches with my baguette pieces and maybe they were a little embarrassed by that activity. The salad dressing, by the way, is great (I'm usually happy with French salad dressing, but this is better than usual, a kind of vinegar and oil type).

The coffee, which seems quite long ago, had three sugar cubes with it. The tables are square, and the table top (which I have to peek at under my white paper placemat), chair cushions, napkin, and bar stool seats are all different varieties of green. There is a video soccer game (Virtual Striker 2) and a High Roller Casino pinball machine near me as well. Someone was here earlier, violently banging at the pinball plunger as he played; maybe he was having to manually send off multiple balls for a multiball phase, or else he was just venting his frustration and normal pinball play wasn't enough.

Earlier, also, a little dog walked across the street with a folded newspaper in its mouth.