Monday I ate outside at a place called Zagarella's: salad and a risotto. Good stuff, and for the first time ever I really liked the black olives. (I keep trying them everywhere I go because I feel it's my duty as a vegetarian to eat olives.)
While sitting outside I saw a number of the same people amble by, typically just wandering around with their sweetie in the comfortable evening air. Very nice, makes me want to move here with my sweetie. If only housing didn't start at half a million dollars...
There was also a Hallmark moment: a mother and young (8?) daughter walked by several times, and one of the last times the mother said, "Do you remember when you used to love to hug trees? I'd say, "Where's the tree?" and you'd run to it and wrap your arms around it? Where's the tree?" And then the little girl wrapped her arms tight around her mother's legs, beaming.