I received a call from my cousin, Charlanna Beresford, the events columnist for NWN, this evening. She was in bright spirits, despite having had to sit 2 hours in the dentist's chair this afternoon. (I suspect wading through the JIRA is only slightly less painful). Her partner, Kit Meredith, had called a couple days earlier suggesting to me that Lanna had a bit of a sweet tooth. So I suggested I visit Lanna to commiserate. I brought a fine housewarming gift: humbugs.
Lanna commented they had a bit of an aftertaste but she was otherwise unphased. I think the anesthetic from the dentist was still in force.