Stopped at Dunn Brothers Coffee on Loring Park for a cuppa while out walking with friends. Almost home, I realized I’d left my daypack, complete with wallet and keys, hanging on the back of my chair. I phoned, they found it, I walked back, I left a generous tip. At the nearby Walker Art Center bar, I reestablished normal blood pressure over a hazy IPA and eggplant schnitzel. Oh, and I did remember my pack this time.
