After getting up at 5:30 a.m. to drop Mint off at the train station in Hartford in time for a 7:00 a.m. train to Penn Station (hey, not everyone gets two days off work back-to-back, a.k.a. a "weekend"), I managed to return and grab another hour or so of sleep before getting up all over again in time for 10:30 a.m. mass with Grandpa and the Family.
Afterwards, we all stopped by the house of close family friends Magda and Al, quite possibly the most entertaining and genuinely charming Polish couple you will ever meet (and living in Greenpoint I have some experience with Polish couples.) Breakfast was procured from Magda's kitchen: eggs scrambled with fresh chives, homemade salmon (1/2 cup of brown sugar, 1/2 cup of salt, chopped dill--layer with fresh salmon in plastic wrap and let sit for 24 hours), toasted bagels, sliced sausage, and surely more coffee that can be healthy to consume in one sitting.
The plan for the afternoon was to drive to Newtown and watch some old-timey baseball. It's a lot like regular baseball, only with more 1898. Unfortunately, old-timey baseball was not to be found--I think the story sounds better if we just pretend that it was, uh, all sold out because, um, it was David Beckham's debut game or something and not because we got lost trying to find it--and so we opted for ice cream at Dr. Mike's in nearby Bethel. Which really is not a bad compromise.