Yesterday, I drove Jeanine and Maya to the airport. They are going to spend the long weekend in North Carolina visiting my sister, Mayela. Apparently, word got out in our neighborhood that I would be fending for myself, and one of our lovely neighbors dropped off a delicious brisket and cake to ensure my sustenance. I am guessing Jeanine may have had a hand in this, if not directly, then by making known the limitations of my cooking skills. It can be said that I make a mean piece of toast and not much else.