I'm torn > do I listen to the devil on my right shoulder and keep it to myself or the angel on my left and spill the beans?
OK: I guess I must have been raised with some good in me < but don't tell anybody.
5 mins. ago I was with Dom and he WILL be opening TOMORROW. He looked more relaxed then I'd ever seen him. We spoke a bit about the "rumor" the fear that > "Mother of mercy, can this be the end of Dom." < my theatrics, an homage to Edward G. We did speak about the spreading scuttlebutt of the end. He seemed genuinely surprised. "Who was saying that" he demanded. Dom's memorable reaction / reply was, in his wonderful ancient accent, with a smile as wide as the Grand Canyon and the glint in his eye that the asstute have seen over and again as their pie was passed to them: "It'll take more then that to get rid of me". And thank goodness for it!
I was preparing to auction off the pint of Dom's frozen sauce (the cooked sauce used on his square pies) that's in my freezer. Oh well, I'll have to find another means to make my fortune.
See you tomorrow.