November 8, 2017
How many times have I been in Dayton over the last eight years? It seems incomprehensible that we had never before found the Pine Club: a very old school steakhouse. The food is very simple: the salad had iceberg lettuce and grated carrots, period, but perfectly dressed, which is a dying art. If only I could have had a vodka martini to start, it would have been a perfectly old school meal. Nevertheless, it was a great end to a pretty good conference. Staying over the extra night was absolutely the right decision. I am nearly broken as it is.