Today's photo comes with a backstory: Despite a ton of snow, I made it to the dentist's office for cleaning and deciding what and when to repair my broken front tooth. Since I hadn't been in for about 3-1/2 years - mostly legitimate reasons - I wasn't sure how long I'd be there. The result? Your teeth look so good there's almost nothing to clean, the hygienist told me (to my delight, since cleaning to me is the single worst dentist experience in the world). Have to wait more than a month to fix the tooth, because - of course - the only near-future date available is the only day we have something scheduled. The roads are not fun but doable for anybody who lives in this neck of the woods, but now that I'm safely back home, it's time for a reward. A Sir Kenneth from Paladin Brewing. And I'm off to get a second.