I was awake, with local anesthetic (having vowed, after my first delivery, that I would never have general anesthetic again, a vow I kept until my first—and last—colonscopy), so I was aware of the surgeon commenting that my wisdom teeth were the worst impacted he’d ever seen.
After straightening our tree three times (it was just determined to yearn toward the east), he said he would just give in and string guy wires to the nails he put up last year for the same reason.
For a long time I had to restrict my pb&j eating to the heels because for some reason the inner pieces (of Pepperidge Farm 100% Whole Wheat) made my throat itch, and for some equally unfathomable reason the heels didn’t. And, again for some unknowable reason, recently my diet has changed in many ways, and I find I can now eat the inside pieces. If I didn’t have any other use for heels (especially the ones that are weirdly folded or oddly cut or have holes them), I would just make soft breadcrumbs to put in the freezer for use in recipes that call for them.
I was reading an article the other day about the creation of Uncrustables, and that was the solution the creator arrived at for them—peanut butter on both sides, jelly in the middle.
“No Time for Sergeants” was a Broadway play before it was a film and a TV play before that. TV play, Broadway play, and film all featured Andy Griffith, and Don Knotts made his Broadway debut in the play.
Mine would have been the ’50s, though I did lose my last tooth in ninth grade!