Toad in the Hole
April 06, 2006
No Jelly Beans for Easter
Also no corn on the cob if we ever actually have a season. Nuts have been challenging. No surprise nuts allowed. No carrot sticks. No unsliced apples. No barbecued ribs on the bone. No possum, no sop, no taters.
(That last was in honor of Poetry Month.)
This is about the braces, of course. I got them adjusted today and heavier wire put on. Alas, they no longer glow in the dark. One geekily neat thing, though, is that the wire is Nitrile(tm, I suppose). I remember hearing about Nitrile -- "memory wire" -- a bazillion years ago; you do something like heat it, bend it to a shape; then when it cools, when you bend it again, it "wants" to return to the original shape. Cool, I thought, so what do you do with it? Make dental braces, of course.
The photo is a couple of sun bears enjoying corn on the cob at the San Francisco Zoo, a couple of years ago.
I'm trying to imagine bears in braces. They'd be grouchy. We found a barrel of surplus bear dentures in a store in the Fremont district of Seattle once, but that's another story. And another place I'd like to get back to, come to think of it.Posted at April 6, 2006 01:00 AM
jelly bean smoothie? just ain't fair.
Posted by: kathy a at April 6, 2006 06:28 AM
Ouch. But corn chowder's good and I'll make you some if you come up here when it's sweet and ready...
Posted by: Pica at April 6, 2006 03:01 PM
Aw, thank you. Corn chowder with a jelly bean smoothie on the side, hold the licorice ones please. At the moment that actually sounds good. All one flavor of jelly bean, I think.
"I dream of Brownie in the light blue jeans.
She is as sweet as licorice jelly beans..."
Today's nod to Poetry Month, of course.)
I'm pondering whether I dare try a marshmallow peep. Should I microwave it first? Man. I got past Valentine's Day without a single conversation heart, and I do have an atavistic fondness for conversation hearts. I was absolutely astounded when I gave Joe a handful once, and he ate them without reading them!
Posted by: Ron at April 6, 2006 07:01 PM
Oh. No bahn mi either, or any other kind of sandwich on crusty bread. No crusty bread, except for the soft middle.
Man, I'll never scowl at a whiny shiny adolescent again. No, wait; I can't give up _all_ my pleasures.
Posted by: Ron at April 10, 2006 03:06 AM