stare at the feet, with an eye on the path
I’ve burrowed myself in a histology hole, my friends. The exam is Tuesday and I have planned to keep myself in quarantine- for histology as well as to nurse my voice back from its raspy whisper. I should be poring over the various epithelium of the gastrointestinal tract [Yikes, I know.] but 10 o clock seemed a ripe time to come and say hello, report that I am indeed alive and have also eaten quite well, thanks to my friend Alan.
Alan had the goodness to stop for a few days during his East coast travels and was a heavenly relief from school. Mind you, I am indebted to my fellow classmates who have become quite allied in our daily endeavors but a friend from home is always a welcome treat.
I was guilt-ridden drinking a cocktail on a Tuesday evening but that feeling melted with a few more sips from Alan’s whisky beverages. I still had classes from eight to five but every night was full: we filled ourselves with meats and cheese, a succulent leg of goat at The Butcher and The Brewer (followed by a nightcap at The Farmer’s Cabinet), distracted ourselves with nachos during ridiculously scary previews at the University City theater, and munched fresh cookies from Insomnia Cookies; and on Alan’s last night, we sipped on sangria while pondering the validity of eating brussel sprouts as a vegetable if they’re sautéed with butter and bacon. All was well and good but what elicited the most excitement during the visit was the truffled egg toast at Tria.
It’s nothing particularly astounding but the bread was thick yet yielding, the truffle flavor a sexy, musky aroma that lingered and left you wanting. Perfection would have been an extra egg yolk on the side but the toast was quickly tucked away before we could ask.
And now Alan has been whisked away by train to New York! I’m a bit mournful at having lost my companion and will miss musing over the underlying notes of mixed drinks but Amy’s wedding is in a mere two weeks [!] and I’ll be able to see my family and my most missed strong jawed love so there is that to look forward to. Until then, I shall stare at my feet, taking a step at a time with an eye on the distant path as the wise Dr. Bresler has said.
Oh, by the by, for you pre-dental students, here is our schedule for first year fall semester:
8-9:30 Dental Materials
Tuesdays and Thursdays:
12:30-1:30 Restorative Dentistry Lecture
1:30-4:30 Restorative Dentistry Pre-Clinical Lab
11:30- 12:30 Dental Public Health
1:30-4:30 Biochemistry Review (optional);
recently added Restorative Dentistry Pre-Clinical Lab Practice (optional)