Breakfast at Sam and Lee's, part 2: Mrs. Lee finds comforting warmth in the coldest city in the US

This is Louise Lee, of Sam and Lee's. The Lee's have had their restaurant here for a long time – I am not certain how long, but it seems like they were here when I flew in for my first visit 31 or 32 years ago, but I wouldn't swear to it. Just as so recently happened to Pepe's, Sam and Lee's burned down a few years back, but they rebuilt and once again conduct what appears to be a thriving business. This past week, she has taken note as I have come in for breakfast and have greeted friends who have shown up at the same time. She told me that this is how it is for her, too, when she goes away for a while and then comes back. She may sometimes get off the plane to feel the coldest blast of air imaginable yet with that blast comes the rush of greetings and welcome home's. "I feel such warmth every time I come back home."

Each time after breakfast when I am about to leave, she expresses great concern that I am walking. She is afraid I will freeze. I won't, but her concern feels nice to me. 

Text added at 11:03 AM. The Squarespace nightmare continues - day 56 and counting.