In case my F_I agent is lurking,

I have taken possession of the anti-Semitic meatloaf recipes you requested. Sadly, a fellow operative was lost obtaining it. He's not dead…well we don't think he's dead anyway. See, what happened was the dead drop was supposed to be at the third table to the left at Panda Garden at the food court, but Agent 69 (he loves that code name) had to pee after drinking all that coffee doing surveillance, and somehow in the confusion, he got left behind. We're pretty sure he'll turn up. We know he had bus fare on him.

I will pass the microfilm at a later time, hopefully Milk of Magnesia and a warm bath will help.