My perfect day off (PDO) begins with coffee. Many of my days do, but my perfect one starts with a tall caramel macchiato from Starbucks, with a couple of sugars and a smile. All days should start with a smile. Not from me – I am very far from being a morning person – but from someone, preferably a special someone who has brought the coffee. The PDO will then move downstairs to breakfast. This is nothing fancy, perhaps smoked salmon and scrambled eggs. Maybe in a bagel.