Forget Epic poems and ancient Goddesses!. Do not view the Forest and neglect our nearby resplendent flowering Laurel. We have our very own resident Goddess, our Cara Dea, right in our midst. O ye mortals! Charge your goblets with the divine nectar of your choosing, then stand and toast with me our Pandorean (all-gifted!) Cara Dea, also sometimes known, in another incarnation, as B96. (Caution - Any effort to unscramble this 3-egg mythological omelette may not be conducive to one's digestion.)