(It was the least I could do. He's shared his coffee with me in the actual factual. And I know how important coffee is.)
And in return he has sent his patrons (including yours truly) delicious looking resin pizza pie served up by a hulking giant of a fellow out of battered and ancient looking ovens that could have sailed on the Titanic.
So now there's pizza on the Tartarus Rim. The locals seem pretty eager to give it a try . . . as soon as they're allowed to take off their masks, that is. (Must be some kind of space bug going around.)
Happy Mayday everyone. And remember essential workers of the world; United we stand.