I went hunting for a grocery store, but didn't recognize it at all--looked more like a bakery than a place to buy turnips. And it was closed.
A block away is the original Weber office, with a giant round grill out in front.
Lots of talks. More when I wake up.
The Neue Synagoge is just down the street from me. Yes, there's a chain, and yes, those are policemen. At night too.