Journal / Transporter Please

ok, i love touring. but i do miss certain things about nyc when i’m away from it. i miss the dog-run in tompkins square park.
i miss my roof. but right now i miss teany.
specifically the food. when i opened teany i had no idea that the food would be so good. it was all kind of an experiment.
like, ‘hey, let’s open a little restaurant and see how it goes.’
but the food is addictive and i’m hungry and right now i miss it.
if i had a transporter i would order the pan bagnia and an iced soy chai latte. i can immodestly wax rhapsodic about the food at teanybecause i had absolutely nothing to do with it’s creation. i sign the checks, kelly does everything else. and when we started teany i had no idea that she was so good with food. i wonder what other hidden talents my friends have?
maybe damian knows how to ride motorcross?
maybe my friend lee knows how to do macrame?
well, right now i’m sitting in my hotel room in stockholm and i’m having almost pornographic fantasies about the pan bagnia sandwich.

if any of you science-oriented folks reading this just happen to live in stockholm and just happen to have access to a matter-transporter (to quote homer, ‘well, it only transports matter…’) could you go to teany and get me a sandwich and a drink?
it would be greatly appreciated.
moby