It was not a brutal winter. We experienced a brutal February.

DD and I arrived at The Oliver House around 7:40 pm. We dined at Mutz and sat outside in the small, shared courtyard area surrounded by a four-story brick building on all sides. Irregular-shaped courtyard. Tight, cozy area. Nice. We sat next to a window for the Petit Fours Patisserie.

It was a fall-like evening. It felt like a high school football Friday night in September. Toledo temps at about 8:00 p.m. were in the upper 60s. It was breezy at times, even down in the courtyard. Partly cloudy sky. Amazingly comfy for mid-July.