DR Jose, plaese send Skip and my love and congratulations to Curtis and Tom. We lost track of the days and didn't realize their actual opening night was last night in time to send good wishes.
What's in the Cd player - same as last week, so i won't bother enumerating. But the word of the day had special meaning to me. Waffles were a key part of my youth, the best summer job I had during my teen years, possibly the most enjoyable job I ever had. I worked at a cotton candy stand in Coney Island, just two blocks from my home, and couldn't quite get the handle on making the cotton candy look pretty, so they put me on the Belgian waffle station, making waffles from scratch. We made up all kinds of stories to tell customers about the origin of the Belgian waffle as we made a fresh, almost from scratch waffle for the customer. The one thing that we had to hide was that we were making them with lard, so we were taught how to artfully keep the lard under the counter, wipe a brush along the lard, and then brush the waffle iron with the lard before pouring the batter into the waffle iron. If anyone asked, we had to say it was made with lard rather than butter, but maybe three people actually asked what that fatty substance was. I wish I could remember some of the stories we told about the origins of waffles, since it is the word of the day, but I somehow felt like a little bit of a street entertainer when I told them (think Mayer Rothschild doing "He Tossed a Coin") - I'd even get tips form time to time if the waffle came out particularly well. I actually got applause twice for deftly flipping over the waffle iron.
If anyone actually read that whole long treatise, thanks for listening. Summers of '76 and '77 - a very good time.
