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Cat’s eyes, originally uploaded by 160507.

While cleaning out some cabinets Tina found a couple of her mom’s old eyeglasses and gave them to me. They’re from the 50s, in zinc, beautifully-made (note the details etched into the metal), not that mass-produced stuff we get today. I took them to my optometrist (Nella Sarabia, UP Shopping Center) and she replaced the lenses for me. They’re kind of a tight fit—the material is not flexible—so I can only wear them for an hour before I start feeling like Joe Pesci in Casino (where they put his head in a vise). If you ever find your grandmother’s old spectacles and you have no use for the frames, let me know, I’m interested.

Meanwhile, here’s my favorite review of the day: Lucy Mangan surveys critical reception of the Spice Girls tour. “The reviews are in, and everyone is agreed on one thing – the backing dancers were wonderful.”

Totally unrelated P.S. I’ve been to Cyma in Greenbelt, Shangri-La, and Trinoma, and all their menus offer “Greek Coffee” but none of them actually serve coffee. In Greenbelt they used to order coffee from Segafredo next door, but now that Segafredo’s closed, you’ll have to move to another place for your post-meal caffeine.