Henry was a sponge when it came to music. He could listen to, soak in, and then squeeze out more from a Coltrane solo than any of the cats. He was also a sponge in that he was a big ol’ softy with a heart that kept giving, even when he had no money.
I love to go to the mall, or anywhere else that serves them, and get a hot pretzel. A regular pretzel is a good anytime snack, too. There’s just something special about that hot, doughy, salty treat. The way they melt in your mouth… yum!