When I read the line about food’s aspirations value, which I then highlighted, I jumped up and simultaneously yelled ‘yes!’ which caused me to choke on a fried snack which I had proudly afforded myself this morning, one because I had nothing but fruit, juice and yogurt all day and two, because I’m on vacation. I echo your journey to an almost ghostlike extent, having thought and felt and eaten and lived like yourself. I also lost my father early 2015 and developed a proper mental health issue which made me give up a variety of adventure sports that I used to indulge in before. But I wanted to tell you that reading the last line, I welled up despite promising myself to never do on a holiday, because it felt as real to me as would have, I trust, that first bite of your mother’s resurrected brisket. And so, I thank you.