When the going gets tough, the tough get nothing but the very best: all the serotonin money can't buy. So if you, weary traveler, should come to our door this most oppressive Thursday, February 8, like an impoverished Robin Hood fox cartoon, bespectacled, bedraggled, and be shaking a measly tin of coin in our direction, then welcome. Let us fill your tin with all the crumbs we can muster—and then some.