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Updated: May 21, 2025

"Here's to you, Max!" He raised his glass and drank in through his rather heavy mustache, then flecked it this way and that with his napkin "Ahh-h-h-h, that's the stuff!" "S'more?" "Yah-h-h-h-h-h!" "Such a cotton mouth my bad boy brought home." "Aha! Fee, fie, fum! Aha!" "I broiled it under the single burner, Max, slow like you like. Here, you carve it, dearie. Just like always, eh?"

Fannie Hurst - Every Soul Hath Its Song