I walked at lunch in Heritage Park. I like that it's a quiet sidewalk around baseball fields. Only one other regular Noon walker ever appears. I have not seen him in a month or two. We say hello as we pass as if we were acquainted. We never say more than hello.
My wife had a work dinner last night. I ate at Panera Bread. I thought it curious when the bread store lacked wheat bread at 6 p.m., but my wife latter assured me that this was understandable. My bowl of black bean soup was good. I forgot to order fruit instead of chips. When I saw the chips on my tray, I handed them back to the server.
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