Eggs
September3
When shopping for eggs, everyone knows you are supposed to look in the carton to make sure that none are broken or missing. Well apparently not everyone. I let Charles do the shopping the other day and when I went to scramble some eggs later that night there were two missing and two broken. Oh I love my husband.
Once Chris went to the store for Parmesan cheese and came back with Pimento cheese. No joke.
You know, I was raised to check, but I don’t really check anymore. I guess I’ve gotten complacent. Mostly, I buy eggs at the farmer’s market, and the guy checks for me. But at the store? pfft. I’m lazy.
However, I *do* know the difference between Parmesan and pimento. for one thing, I hate pimento cheese. Blech!