Lunch at Bucky's
I get that Bucky has a larger point here, but all I can think about is a toasted peanut butter sandwich for lunch. Also, what's a Frito pie? No, don't tell me. I just want to imagine. Anyway, here's our guest poster. EL
So, I was looking for the peanut butter the other day because all morning I had been thinking about toasted peanut butter sandwiches for lunch. But there was none in the pantry. This was odd, because I distinctly remembered having bought peanut butter a couple of weeks ago, making sure we had the kind that wouldn’t kill us. And I didn’t remember having had toasted peanut butter sandwiches but one time since.
I also didn’t remember having had any peanut butter cookies lately.
So I did what I normally do in situations like this. I yelled, “Hey! Kaikala! Where’s the peanut butter?” ...
She did what she usually does in situations like this as well. She ignored me. I was sure she was thinking, “It’s in the pantry, you dope.”
So, I decided that a BLT would be okay for lunch. I opened the fridge and looked in the meat drawer. No bacon. “Kai…” I yelled.
But I thought to check the freezer side to see if maybe we bought bacon when it was buy-one-get-one-free and put the extra one in there.
Lo and behold, right there on the top shelf of the freezer was the jar of peanut butter.
I hate it when that happens, and it seems to be happening with increasing frequency in my life. Right in the middle of putting something somewhere — for instance, my keys into my pocket — I’ll lose my train of thought and the keys will end up in, say, the dishwasher.
I’m thankful that, so far at least, I’ve neither frozen nor power-washed the cat.
Anyway, the peanut butter was so cold it couldn’t be spread and there was no bacon in the freezer, either. So I settled for a Frito pie, which I’ve never been able to figure out whether it's an entrée or dessert.
(As it turned out, Kaikala wasn’t ignoring me. She was gone. It was her bridge/lunch day, something I found out after she got home. But, yes, after figuring out that she was missing and wondering all during lunch where she might be, I did check the dishwasher. You can never be too cautious is what I think.)
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