There we were, slowly driving down Lake street headed towards the Kava Kafe. It’s strange how habit can take over sometimes. There we were slowly driving in the merest light of dawn, Liam with his hot chocolate in hand looking for that soft warm glow, to no avail. Once again no Open sign. We make a habit of driving that way even though we know it won’t be open. Little Liam strains his neck to see around the corner, and, then no Open sign. Every time he says the same thing, when can I get a real Hot Chocolate PA PA ? When?