I'm back from the Carnegie Nuclear Policy Conference in DC with a ton of material and thoughts which need to be arranged in some reasonable order before posting.
So for now, I will introduce you to one of the mysteries I have found in Estonia. The Estonians have no generic word for bread, and now they've introduced one more specific.
Also, some high-resolution photos of the Fukushima site from drones. I can't see much inside the wreckage, and, from what I know of reactor containment, I'm guessing that the debris did little damage.