this evening i spent 5 hours camped in a cafe on the northside. the friend who was with me recently returned from a yearlong assignment in germany and loaded me up with all kinds of good info on places to eat, see, and stay when i'm in europe. (only 15 or so more mondays!!)

during the course of my marathon dinner, an old couple came in and sat a couple of tables away. apparently the wife was a bit of a bossy britches and made the husband order something he didn't want to eat. after the meal she went to get the car and left her husband to pay the bill. as payback to her, he stayed and ordered desert and coffee, which he lingered over for 30 minutes, while she waited in the car out front. nicely done, old man.