I know that some of you think that Henry doesn’t really exist. I realize the back story does sound a little sketchy, you know, the part about him giving me free food and offering me sushi advice and basically being my best friend ever from Canada. Henry is the owner of the "Milwaukee Market" deli on the ground floor of my apartment building. And he does exist. In fact, 5 minutes ago he brought me a bowl of frozen custard topped with cranberries that had been soaked in rum and brandy. "Is this even legal?" I inquired. I’m halfway done with the alcohol laced delight, and the mixture of that and the loud music here at the Double M makes me feel like I’m at a night club. Henry said I can open a "Milwaukee Market" in Grand Forks. He also asked when I’m going for sushi. Thursday, I assured him. He nodded happily.
Henry (L), Me (R)
Chris…just wondering…Did you pack some clean clothes for your week? Or are you Photoshopping yourself into the pictures?
That DAZ jacket is beginning to look a bit worn.
he has to wear that because he’s on the company dime. otherwise i would guess there is a fighting sioux shirt under that coat! henry is cool. i think that wdaz should adopt him as a deli correspondent kind of like when letterman goes down to the street cam and talks to rupert g at the hello deli.
I want to be friends with Henry too. That ice cream sunday business sounds out of this world. Can’t wait to try it at the MM in GF.
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