Yesterday I commemorated seven years in Alameda with a margarita and a beer at Otaez. Belle repeatedly reached for my margarita and spilled my beer. This caught the attention of two men seated at a nearby table. Both men were fathers around my age with children much older than Belle. I had a lively conversation with the heavily tattooed divorced dad of the two. He brought beers over later after Belle had gone to sleep. What a pleasant evening!