We have established that Henry likes grapes.

We still haven't found a girfriend for him. It may take a while. I may have to go to the clinic after dark and look around under the lights to find a lady love for him.

First time I have ever fancied myself a matchmaker.

Mmario, if you steam Henry, I'll fricasse you!

Yum!    Bard you with garlic and a rosemary rub before I toss you in the skillet of hot olive oil and butter.




Just think. Briefly, I bet you could sing the high tenor parts.