Sugar

My Sunday routine usually includes a trip to the market right after church.  Yesterday was no different.  One item on my shopping list was a five-pound bag of sugar.

Mr. Aitch and I don’t use a lot of sugar so five pounds will last us for a very long time.  I have been keeping our hummingbird feeder full on a regular basis so I’ve been using more now.

When I didn’t have enough to make more nectar, I had to buy some.

My sugar jar holds five pounds of sugar.  Exactly.

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Yes, I know it says “BIRD SEED” but it holds my sugar.  Always did.

 The bag was empty but the jar wasn’t full.

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The five-pound bag was really a FOUR-pound bag.  It is marked on the bag but I wasn’t paying attention to it as that’s the “size” bag I always buy though I usually buy the generic store brand.

They got me this time.  Next time I’ll check the actual ounces or pounds before I think I’m getting a bargain.

So this marketing strategy has been around awhile.

I noticed it with ice cream several years ago.  The company kept the price the same but instead of buying a half-gallon of ice cream (2 quarts), it’s now 1.5 quarts.  The packaging is just a bit smaller.

But the same price.

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When I was is college, I ended up in the hospital with severe abdominal pain.  The doctors weren’t sure what was wrong with me so it was a wait-and-see kind of treatment.  No elevated temperature so an infection and appendicitus were ruled out.  The doctors did allow me to eat.

Gelatin.  Breakfast, lunch and dinner.  And always the same flavor.  Orange.  I had no choice of flavor.

As it turned out, I had a bad reaction to a OTC medication.  Time healed this particular pain.

To this day I can not eat plain gelatin.  Ever.

But I do like it with fruit or vegetables in it.

As long as it isn’t orange.

No orange gelatin.  Ever.

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My windowsill garden

I started a mini windowsill garden last week.

Romaine lettuce.

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What I did was save the short stalk end of the Romaine lettuce, put it in about a half-inch of water, and place it in a sunny window.  I change the water every day.  The progress is as follows going clockwise from the top Chobani container: Sunday – April 28, Tuesday – April 30, Sunday May 5 and Friday – May 3.  The first Romaine stalk I started is in the Chobani yogurt container.  I experimented with the clear vs. opaque containers to see if it made a difference.  Apparently it does.

I can cut and use the lettuce and start the process all over again until the stalk sends out a thick seed shoot, then I need to find a new stalk and start over.  I read someplace that these can also be started in the ground but I have a lot of rabbits and doubt I would get any produce before they nibbled it all up.

I understand you can grow celery this way as well.

Will this mini windowsill garden keep us in Romaine lettuce all spring and summer?  I doubt it.  But it’s fun to watch it grow.

An unexpected treat

Mr. Aitch and I were driving through Morgantown, West Virginia yesterday and decided to stop for an early dinner at the Tilted Kilt.

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As we approached the entrance to the restaurant, a gentleman was leaving and he held the door for us.  I noticed his shirt and told him that I really liked it.  He nodded and thanked me.

Mr. Aitch and I sat down at our table, ordered and ate our meal.  When we were finished eating, the waitress came over to tell us that our meal was paid for by the gentleman whose shirt I liked.  We waved to him and as we were leaving, we stopped to thank him for his generosity.  He replied that it was his pleasure to help out a fellow patriot.

What was on the back of his shirt?  Join, or die.  For more information about this woodcut by Benjamin Franklin, click here.

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