Today marks the 34th anniversary of Elvis Presley’s death. As we all know, the King remains with us in spirit — the spirit of Elvis impersonators world over. So, I ask: What’s your favorite Elvis impersonator encounter? I’ve enjoyed seeing Thai Elvis at Palms Thai Restaurant in L.A., and I’ve caught El Vez, the Mexican Elvis, on tour. But it’s the Little Elvis I stumbled upon playing the Monks Lounge at the Friar Tuck Inn in the Catskills in 2003, when I was staying there for a Buffy the Vampire Slayer fan convention, that I remember best. He wasn’t so much little as he was rotund, and though he sang, what I really recall is my friend Karen thinking a plate of cheese was for the whole bar and not just Little Elvis. “I didn’t mean to steal Little Elvis’ cheese,” she kept saying. I love sentences like that — ones no one has said before or since.