Yesterday, I went on an all-day adventure with my new friend, the periodontist, who sawed-off 3 teeth, uprooted 2 more, removed 3 crowns, did a bone graft and a sizeable skin graft (with skin carved from the roof of my mouth), and installed an 8-tooth temporary bridge. I woke today with a purple face twice the size of the one I remember, and a whole lot of throbbing. On the bright side, Oxycontin has got visions of great creamy soups into my head, and fabulus yogurt smothies (I will spluge and include Greek Honey yogurt from TJs), and a tableaux of puddings. The current Bread Pudding post is timely and I am looking forward to other fabulosities likely. Thank you for helping me complete a survey of the soft, yielding foods of Seattle.