Pad Thai, Pit Bulls, New Bikes and Good People

Yesterday I headed up to Harlem to pay Ezra a long overdue visit. He said to come around lunch time, which usually means he has something up his sleeve. I brought my Fuji up so he could give me some pointers on how to care for my poorly maintained bicycle. When I got there he was doing ome final adjustments on Hillary's new getter/back-to-school/business-class bike. While lunch cooked we wall went outside to see how Hil's new bike rode. Ezra builds what are arguably the most aesthetically beautiful custom bikes out there. Minimalism and functionality all the way. We all took a spin on it and agreed it was smooth as silk. Ezra wanted to make sure that the grocery rack was going to be bombproof so he decided that Hil should probably sit on it and they both take it for a spin.

As expected, it held.

We spent the rest of the afternoon eating Pad Thai (the man can cook as well as he can weld), playing with Putney Sue, cleaning the shop and talking around the dinner table while Hil made cookies.

It was a good day