From a historical and cultural basis, breakfast wins. Educators and food pyramid architects often suggest that breakfast outranks lunch, dinner, and snack. At this point in my life, there is nothing better than Dad-Daughter breakfasts.
On the first Monday of November, our morning date was at Holy Grounds, a creatively named coffee shop on Tioga Street in Westmont. Our Mother of Sorrows parish launched the shop this autumn - a friendly place to have coffee and conversation. While my youngster dare not drink caffeine, she loves conversation.
This Dad-Daughter breakfast was much like many of the other breakfasts I have experienced with her as she approaches the curious age of two. Best way to describe it - entertaining. As we conversed about birds, her plans for the day, and random thoughts, we were joined by two ladies. I am assuming my daughter was the draw.
From there, we talked about who we were and where we were from. In small town Johnstown, we had some connections. When my daughter became disinterested, she politely left the table to peer out the window. Birds in the bushes captured her imagination.
This was a simple start to the day. I appreciated the company of my daughter, the atmosphere, and learning about other people. In a time when so many people across the country appear divided, this morning was jumpstarted with some togetherness.
If you get a chance, walk into Holy Grounds. You do not have to be religious. Do not worry about your political party.
Just be open to conversation. And, if you can handle it, a cup of coffee.
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