I am in the throes of insomnia these days, the very throes, I tell you. The other morning, after lying in bed for 4 hours, I finally surrendered and admitted I was not going to be able to force myself to sleep. So I went out for a little walk with my destination pegged as a cafe called the Patisserie Viennoiserrie, a name so pretentious it makes my teeth hurt. Much like my visit to the doctor last week, I decided to take you all along with me by photographs. Here we go on mrpeenee Goes to the Cafe.