dentist, and ice cream

I tried a new ice cream place this afternoon, on my way home from the dentist. The bus driver pulled over because he realized that the air conditioning wasn't working, fortuitously in front of an ice cream and frozen yogurt shop with a sign in the window that said "saffron rose." So, instead of getting on the next bus, I went into the store and got a dish of soft-serve saffron rose ice cream, which was very good. I had vaguely noticed the shop in passing, but been unimpressed, because the place is named "tutti fruitti" [sic]. While eating my ice cream, I mentioned to the bus driver that I'd been going to get ice cream in Harvard Square. He asked for the location, and said that his favorite ice cream is sold at a bowling alley in Hyde Park.

The dental visit itself went fine. He placed my new permanent crown, to replace the temporary one I got three weeks ago.

I noticed again that my risk of catching covid (or any other respiratory infection) there is very low: the dentist and his assistant were masked, and there was nobody in the waiting room when I arrived, and one person when I was done. The dentist mostly works out of a different office, and I don't know know the economics of keeping this office open one day a week work, but I'm glad they do.