Hugh Panaro tends to sneak out the front of the theatre to avoid some of the more avid Phan-atics. I believe DR Jose even had a story about running into Hugh one day on 44th street as he was trying to avoid a Phantom Phreak. Some of them tend to go a little overboard which, unfortunately, ruins it for the normal folk who just want to meet and greet.
TOD: Heinz Ketchup or none at all. None of that catsup crap. I hate, hate, hate mustard, though I can sometimes stand the straight up yellow variation on a hot dog. I love, love, love chili on hot dogs (the chili dogs at Arties are very, very good) and I love Hellman's mayonnaise.
I'm one of the few in the northeast who slops on the Miracle Whip. It's a southern thing, I guess. I like it best when the Whip is really cold and you put it on a hot fried egg sandwich. Yuuuu-umm!
Re. sauces: I love a good meat sauce. I even love bad (Prego) sauces. I'm poor, so that's all I can afford. You acquire a taste, I guess...
Alfredo sauce is a particular favorite, and I must have tartar sauce on my fish if it's fried. I'm also a big fan of gravies. Any sort of gravy. It's dee-lish.
I had a follow-up appointment with my sleep doctor today. He gave me two big thumbs up, told me my recent week of depression most likely was a result of my body "dreaming" too much too quickly and said I would be fine. I don't have to go back for another follow-up for one year. Woohoo!