One side of KC is in MO, home of a great art museum, a hot jazz scene, and BBQ of profound reputation. The other side of the river is KC, KS. I was speaking in KC, KS, at the convention center. L-r: outside my speaking room, 2 frames; inside my speaking room, 2 frames; and -- finally -- that all-time lovely surprise at an airport, a decent place to eat: just a super-short stroll from gate D11 in Cleveland is Obrycki, a crab-cake chain originating in Baltimore. Here you can get a good mixed green salad with hugely chunky blue cheese dressing, a truly meaty crab cake, and great regional beers on draft. The staff treats you like welcome guests in their home. The couple at the next table were discussing the likelihood of assisted living for an aging dad. An archetypal conversation in America; it may occur millions of times a day. Obrycki's is the kind of place, if it had free wifi and a way to chastise your congressperson with a cattle prod, you'd rent a room.