SO, UH ABOUT YOUR BREATH…
THE FIRST TIME I put on a mask was the worst. In the early days of the pandemic, my partner sent me on a mission into our local supermarket. I slipped my precious blue mask over my nose and mouth and charged in to battle our neighbors for boxes of spaghetti. While the store shelves were half empty, my mask was full of a terrible smell: my own breath, redolent of the morning’s coffee with perhaps a touch of early-lockdown hangover. I got out of there as quickly as possible and sped home to brush my teeth. That was my first taste of “mask breath.”
Bad breath is one subject that nobody wants to talk about, yet we spend billions on mouthwashes, mints, gum, dental floss, and other means to try and prevent or at least
