Saturday I rode my bike over to Comala Restaurant in Oaxaca, Mexico. It was a beautiful, warm, tranquilo day. The flamboyant trees are concluding their season of shocking orange bloom in front of Santo Domingo Church. Musicians were out playing their tunes accompanied by tourists in short shorts (‘Mama!)and Oaxacans with umbrellas as shields against the sun. I turn the corner and head east on Allende and greet Eduardo at the entrance of Comala Restaurant. A beautiful morning!