Last night she opens the freezer to find bread to toast a sandwich for dinner. Spies a tub of frozen cherry yogurt.
Thinks to self: Oh! When did I buy that? I don’t remember buying that! Especially with it so cold out but… Oh, well, what a lovely surprise. One more thing I’m glad I couldn’t remember!
Smiling to self, she makes a toasted tomato sandwich on high fibre bread, nothing but salt and pepper as condiments and gobbles the leftover sweet tomato morsels of vine-ripened tomato from the plate. Even licks her fingers. Forgets about the frozen yogurt. Again.
Later thinks to self, gee, I wouldn’t mind something sweet but it’s too late for anything much and I don’t have anything much to choose from so maybe a little fruit or fruit with yogurt.
Remembers the frozen cherry yogurt. Lo-cal, no fat fun surprise! Happy, happy, happy. Sets out dessert dish, grabs spoon and tub of yogurt from freezer.
Opens lid of yogurt to find there is no safety seal. Who would remove such a thing? Oh well, we can likely get past that, it was probably just some prankster bored grocery store kid.
Except the yogurt is brown and watery looking and doesn’t even resemble a thing beyond ancient frozen brown ice berg.
Something is clearly wrong here. Yes. It is.
Anyone ever heard of frozen “Brown Clam Chowder?”
Well, welcome to my life.
Dec 9 2011 (c) JAuroraMorealist