Green Cottage Cheese & Eggs
Memories of one thing often make you think of something else. In this case, I was thinking of one of my long-time friends who is gone now. Around the last of the 1990s, I took a trip to Ca to visit Cathy and her husband for a few days. We planned to go to a deaf Expo in New York. Well, It was a lot of fun but one day was enough for me. Cathy's husband was one of the worst drivers I've ever known and believe me, I could tell you a few hair-raising stories. Since dying young was not exactly my plan, I decided to forego getting in their car necessarily. Figured that if I prayed hard enough the Lord would let John get me to the airport in one piece when it was time to risk driving to the airport so made a plan. Back to the story. The next morning we all got ready to make the hour drive on a California freeway. I decided not to go to the second-day event in order to live to a ripe old age so Cathy and hubby left and I remanded at their place. One nerve-wracking day week a week was enough. Off they go for the day.
Cathy and John ate out a lot and if they cooked they brought items only as needed. As the hours passed, my stomach started to protest that it wanted food. I began to rummage her shelves and pantry to see if I could find something simple but she didn't even have canned soups or crackers. I decided to check the refrigerator. It was rather bare but there was a single carton of eggs. Well, you can't go wrong with eggs, I thought to myself but when I opened the carton, they looked strange somehow. I figured I better check the date. Believe it or not, the carton was dated 1984. "My gosh", I thought that carton is older than my marriage. With a little more scavenging I found a carton of cottage cheese so cautiously opened it. It was only a few months out of expiration but cottage cheese and green mold w/eggs aren't my favorite.
What did I do? Well, what can you do but listen to the stomach rumbling? Where is a fast food restarant when you need it?
All names and places have been change to protect the guilty.
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