We're on a roll with the feeling-good themes, so let's add some butter, and maybe a little marmalade, to the roll and serve up some comfort food. There's a lot on the menu so nobody should be starving for possibilities. Comfort food can range from the delicious death of a chocolate cake based on an old Agatha Christie recipe to the flavorful fruitiness of a Cherry Garcia from Ben & Jerry's. It can be a good old-fashioned juicy cheeseburger or a trendy taco with stuff in it. It can be something simple like a chocolate chip cookie or something from the dessert cart with meringue and other unidentifiable things. It can be something that only your mother used to make or something that hasn't been seen on Earth since that little place in Greenwich Village closed down in 1973. It can be healthy or it can be-- no, I take that back, it can't be healthy.
So everybody get in line and let's serve up a buffet of the exotic and the mundane, the tasty and the profane, the vulgar and the urbane, so long as it brings that momentary comfort to your brain in a world that has gone insane.
I'll start us off with a tasty gem from my childhood that evokes Saturday morning cartoons and the Sunday funnies and a world of optimism:
My pal Quisp.
Now get cookin.'
So everybody get in line and let's serve up a buffet of the exotic and the mundane, the tasty and the profane, the vulgar and the urbane, so long as it brings that momentary comfort to your brain in a world that has gone insane.
I'll start us off with a tasty gem from my childhood that evokes Saturday morning cartoons and the Sunday funnies and a world of optimism:
My pal Quisp.
Now get cookin.'
Um, OK... wow! 
