At the Careful Composter Café...

... be green... and orange.

At the October Café...

... what are you doing indoors?

At the Blue-and-Orange Café...

... you can think long and hard.

I don't know about you, but we had orange juice and pancakes for breakfast.

It's pretty much like that around Meadhouse on a typical morning. (Via Metafilter .)

At the Orange Café...

... you can talk all night. (And consider doing a little shopping at Amazon . I just bought a couple more 24-packs of 100-watt incandescent ...

The mysterious orange goo found in Alaska is... eggs!

But what creature's eggs, we don't know. The eggs were found on at least one roof and in buckets set all over the village to collect...

At the Bright Orange Café...

... you're here with the folks who choose not to plunge into the orange that blazes everywhere out there in the 3-dimensional world.

A casual, autumn observation about gender difference.

At the Farmers' Market today in Madison... I don't know why but... ... women seem to be delighted by pumpkins... ... and men could n...

Meade buys food.

Some people thought the Meadhouse refrigeratorscape looked a little food-deprived. They were right. It was time for some food-gathering. Me...

At the Oranges Hotel...

... write 4 inches. Do tell.

"Keep Your Surprisingly Capacious Bowls, I've Got a Freakin' Fruit-bearing Tree in My Backyard."

We laughed at his "brilliant detective work," but XWL got his revenge with suculento photographs and an "I blame Althouse...

At the Bowl of Oranges Café...

... you can have milk and toast and honey. IN THE COMMENTS: Ricardo asks: How many oranges are in the bowl? See if you can guess. AND: The a...