Blast from the Past

There it was on the hotel nightstand, a flashback to my youth -- the HBO Guide. Oh, those were the days when you'd wait for the cable bill and pull out your only preview, your only listing for the only movie channel on your black box.

So 1978.

A sneering chuckle, that was, until going down to breakfast and discovering genuine country ham in the hot box. Oh my, if you dig around the edges, you can find that chewy, over-done slice. Just like back home with mom from the 70s.

Yes!

Sometimes, retro is good.