This is the remains of my breakfast this morning at B&H, the best diner in the world. Mmmm, challah french toast—although today I had an apple-cheddar omelette. Almost the first people to visit Johnny in the hospital last year were Mike & Leo, who every day would send Johnny a juice or a sandwich, along with great love & concern. I finally had to threaten never to come in again unless they let me pay.