True and funny stories from the lighter side of raising my sons and daughter. As the Southern mama of this crew, I'm usually somewhere between "Bless your hearts!" and "Y'all act like you got some sense!" If we ever need to find our way home, we just follow the trail of red clay and glitter.
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Sunday, February 23, 2020
Scarred
Those who know me will attest to the fact that I'm adventurous and will try just about anything once (exempting anything illegal or immoral! 😉). However, I am NOT AT ALL adventurous when it comes to food, especially any kind of weird meat. I can't stand those TV shows where they go to some foreign place and eat a lot of "local delicacies." I get nauseous within the first five minutes. SOOOO, considering that, I made the ABSOLUTE WORST MISTAKE OF MY LIFE tonight when I stopped in a food store near my house in the name of expediency that I've never been to before (store name withheld so I don't hurt anyone's feelings). Y'all .... I should have trusted my instincts when my stomach lurched the moment we walked In the door. The smells and atmosphere were horrendous, and I didn't recognize even one brand name or food item I'd ever seen before in my life. As I intrepidly headed toward the meat section to find some simple meatloaf Ingredients, I kept getting queasier and queasier. I was desperately scanning for ANY meat I could even identify! I am not kidding when I say that there were packages of huge wrapped hooves that looked like they were from a big cow or buffalo or something, and big slabs of grayish looking meat wrapped in strings that made my stomach churn. The capper was when I peered down into a refrigerated bin and staring back at me were about six frozen WHOLE lambs heads still with frozen fuzzy wool on them, wrapped in some yellowish cling wrap! I seriously had to grab Lily's hand and run out of the store before I was completely ILL. What a nightmare!! What on earth possessed me to go into a sketchy meat shop to begin with?! I got OUT OF THERE as fast as I could. Remind me next time to PLEASE take the extra turn into Kroger where I can rest assured that some big frozen animal face won't be greeting me from the meat counter and we won't have to stir-fry giant horse hooves for dinner. I am scarred for life, and Robert Skeet Taylor can't quit laughing at my horrible ordeal!
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