Happy Birthday, Erica!

I don't know who she is, but I just joined a roomful of strangers in singing "Happy Birthday" to her. The glassy-eyed goateed fellow behind the counter who rallied our support conducted our harmony with metronomic fingers, here at Zocalo Coffeehouse in San Leandro, a nice spacious café with dark oak furniture, comfy-looking couches, and (most importantly) free wi-fi. Mmm, smells good in here!