We eventually headed home (after finding the car), got cleaned up and headed out to dinner. We drove down to Eagan and were slightly disappointed to discover that our chosen restaurant had been demolished sometime recently. So, we went with plan b. We were still able to get dessert and encountered the most apathetic ice cream clerks I've ever met. They sang the saddest little song when they got tipped by someone who apparently likes slow, apathetic service.
Going backwards, on Friday we went out to the Craftsman for dinner. Good meal. Came home and made the mistake of watching The Specials.