Yes, I know it will, Sir. However, I do have a better suggestion, in the meanwhile. What would you say to a FACE-TO-FACE meet-up, just the two of us? (Assuming that you do not finally decide to decamp to the Philippines.) Someday, I really do hope that you and I can meet up at Hymie's in Bryn Mawr, and I know you know the place. We can gorge on delicious delights, delights we have not tasted for decades, relax and have a chat about... Man's inhumanity to Man..... I have lost faith, for sure, Man... Just seeing what is unfolding before our very eyes. Nobody learns from History, and the world continues to be guided by the GUT. There is NOTHING WRONG with the GUT, if one consumes great food, not to mention the great culture, too, from Hymie's, IMHO. Give me a stiff dill pickle, any-day, Sir, and I will be satisfied, for a day. Life for me was always far simpler on the Main Line. (I miss it so.) If I could return to those days, I would return. Gladwyne was Paradise, though Pricey. And, really no need to Make the Desert Bloom, when one is fortunate enough to live in Gladwyne. Great Menue: https://hymies.com/hymies-deli-menu/ As Everybody Knows: I think best with my GUT.
