I find shopping in my local grocery store an unending source of odd discoveries. First, it was brains. And now, Hello Kitty salad (“limited edition”) for 1 euro? I think the acronym “WTF” was invented specifically for moments of conundrum such as these.
Or how about the flavored Philadelphia Cream Cheese? Tuna or ham, anyone?
There was also salmon once upon a time. I think they just like adding any form of meat to the cream cheese. Perhaps horse meat is next. As my supermarket was offering fresh horse meat hamburger patties the other day. Come to think of it, I didn’t even take a picture. I suppose that means I’m going native, as it doesn’t seem to set off any alarm bells for me any longer. Remember when my mom freaked out about horse meat baby food? Ha! Yes, indeedy. I moved back to the States when Vince was like 6 months old and remember that US Customs was questioning me about the content of the baby food jars. Coniglio? What’s that? Oh, no worries. That’s just your garden variety Peter Rabbit all mushed up in a glass jar.
Oh, stop it! They say it makes babies grow healthy and strong. Right?