“it’s the little moments that make life big,” i read on the wall as i sipped mymorningcoffee, waiting on my half-order of biscuits and gravy with a side of cheesy hashbrowns (which came out surprisingly quick by the way). i’ve never been amorningperson, but i do love a good dose ofmorninginspiration to start my day. and you’ll get just that when you visit just judy’s on east 62 nd street…along with your very own pot of coffee. i continued reading the plethora of inspirational wall hangings and thought to myself; i might like to meet this judy lady someday, although, part of me felt as if i already had. the welcomingmorningsun spilled in through the large windows, bouncing off the bright yellow walls and illuminating the small diner with happiness – which was the smell of bacon and eggs sizzling in the background. there was a slight feeling of nostalgia. it was like a scene that i thought only existed in my childhood movies. i half expected a director to waltz in, as if th