Meat

Ezra likes meat. A lot. So many males do. What's the deal?
While Ez was eating the meat of his dog a friend of Grandma's showed up and although Ezra had never met him before he introduced himself by telling the new friend about his love of meat. The man told Ezra that he liked meat too, and pulled a piece of jerky out of his shirt pocket. They then both realized that they shared another mutual preference, that of having "happy feet". Watching Ezra interact with people cracks me up to no end.
This all took place at the North Jetty beach, although we refer to it as the "hot dog beach" easily distinguished from the "ice cream cone beach".