I walked a lot when I was back in Flagstaff a couple of weeks ago. Downtown Flag is perfect for the many photo walks I’ve taken there over the years, being full of alleys, shops and restaurants. On this night I had a solo dinner — a big bowl of ramen from Sosoba — and walked past a dozen familiar shopfronts, all busy and warm with people.

Teatro was previously a favorite place named Criollo, where we were regulars for breakfast. The last time we were there was a Valentine’s Day; we came in late, and they were absolutely packed, but the hostess recognized us, welcomed us and squeezed us in at the bar. We’re not yet regulars anywhere in our new hometown, and I miss the easy familiarity and routine of a favorite spot.