My go-to place for coffee when I’m down here working with my colleagues at Yankee Publishing is Countryhouse Corner, down the road in Dublin. It’s an unassuming little place, built into an old barn, that serves good coffee, breakfast and lunch.  It’s family-run, and the family in question is incredibly friendly.

I didn’t realize quite how friendly until this week.

I’m generally down here in southern New Hampshire about 4 times a year, but this visit is my first since last June so I haven’t been here for a while.

Nonetheless, when I stopped in for breakfast on Monday morning, I was handed a small plastic bag of Canadian spare change, which they’d been saving for me. There’s probably $2 or $3 in the bag, so it’s not a great cash windfall, but the thought that goes into remembering that I’m Canadian, that I visit a few times a year, along with the logistics of setting aside the spare change and remembering where it is is staggering to me.

Needless to say, they have a customer for life.