So.... I recently visited my parents; they finally finished building their new home, and this was my first time to stay with them after they were in the house. Those of you who have built a house know how daunting a task it is, and this really is my mom's labor of love - I think she drove out there three times a day during the seven plus months of construction. Her hard work created a gorgeous home, and I'm a little (okay, a lot) jealous of her kitchen.
She was showing me around, expounding eloquently on storage options, organization techniques, and cabinetry details, when she opened the door to the spices.
Something caught my eye, and I had a "one of these things is not like the other" moments.
Safeway. Safeway? Natchitoches doesn't have a Safeway. They've lived there eight years. Wait! Come to think of it, Texarkana (where they lived until moving to Louisiana) hasn't had a Safeway in at least 20 years! And isn't this their third move in the last 20 years? Mom, how long have you had that can of Mustard Seed? Oh, I'm sure I only got it a few years ago...
SELL BY JUL 27 1981.