Now isn't this where that awful punchline comes in "See, I told you so." But it's fantastic you caught the pouchitis in time and can go scuba diving next week.
I don't use recipes usually. Steam sweet potato and zuchini, arrange slices in a lightly oiled pyrex pan, beat some eggs well with a bit of fresh garlic, lot of salt, tarragon and maybe some grated emmentaler, poor over the vegetables and bake at low-ish heat until just done but not chewy and tough.
I spent 20 minutes last night combing obsessively through husky puppy ads on the web, found an org that saves and finds homes for norther dogs after they are abandoned by people who took them for reasons of trendiness and fashion but couldn't commit. I will call them and let them know I am looking for a puppy, but I am waiting for the rejection letter regarding January at an artists' residence on the Baltic. They don't allow pets. They also received about 2000 applications.