Well, you can write loving tributes to outdoor café life in places that can afford it this early in the year, but today I’ll stay with a nod to those who try to make the best of a tough situation. We are not Nice, we are not even Washington D.C., we’re Madison, Wisconsin and although it is no longer shockingly cold outside, it is also not pleasurably warm.
So I applaud you, you season-busters! Amidst the dirty melting snow mounds, there on a foggy March day, you sit and each lunch. Impressive.