Forsooth!

I've benefited from sufficient intervening time to feel better. The incident happened about 15 years ago at a morning's meal at an Oregon bed and breakfast. The woman cook and manager of the house had put homegrown walnut pieces on my oatmeal---not knowing a rock-hard shell bit had infiltrated. I remember the shock at the point of bite ... and the ugly pain that after flowed therefrom. It took a competent/dedicated dentist to remedy the situation. I remember the whole thing quite well; in fact, as vividly as though it had happened yesterday. Thanx for the sympathy comments here. I think by this time I've earned them. Yours, Chuck PS: I smell a touch of cannibalism here, of course---one nut eating another---and the act is probably held to be a sin of some kind in at least a few religious circles.