I didn’t want to go to the Cape for another weekend in which it was going to be rainy and miserable, right up until it was time to leave, at which point the sun would come out. Shane wanted to go, but said he’d concede if we could go out for an extra-nice dinner this weekend. We went to Salt & Fat in Sunnyside, and everything was really tasty, albeit heavily pork-laden. But I guess that’s the point.