Today after church we went to Isalys, which is a quaint restaurant that reminds one of the old days. It was a pleasant way to spend what was rapidly becoming a blizzard outside. There were also people we knew in the booth right behind us. Our paper person Ellen, who broke her arm last week delivering the Beacon, was having lunch with her daugher Kara and family. You can always see people you know when you go to Isalys.