L. said, Let’s ask the concierge! And she was right. T. sent us out the door to the right two blocks to a Japanese-Italian fusion restaurant whatever that it, there was a lunch special, sandwich with soup of the day and a salad for thirteen bucks, which is not bad in a convention center wasteland. I asked a lot of questions. It turns out I have a lot of questions. I’ll get you a brochure when we’re back on campus.