Mishael is there.
He's a new(ish) resident next door, and he's one cool dude. We can sit and talk about, for example, the Big Bang, pre-Historic civilizations, Classical music, and politics. And that was just this afternoon.
He feeds me, which is a welcome break from the taters I've been living on for the last several days. Vegetable beef soup and cornbread - baked in a cast iron skillet. Yum.
He sent me home with two big ole containers of soup, and a third of one of the cornbreads.