All the red-and-white, including candy cane Bow Tie o’ the Day, is telling me something. I’m not sure, but I think I’m feeling it’s time to make a drive to Delta to see my fave Delta Rabbit— Mom. That is always on my to-do list, as is “eat ice cream.”
The ice cream recommendations you saw here on this morning’s post seemed to hit their marks. I saw the comments. I heard the chatter. I fully expect some of you will be making an extra trip to the grocery store. Here’s Red Button Eggnog flavor to write on your list.
While you’re at the store in the ice cream section, I will be spending some time going through the pantry to make some space for actual pantry-type items. It was the ice cream containers I used for photos this morning which set me on this task. I’m sure you can’t imagine me doing it, but I save all sorts of “props” for possible TIE O’ THE DAY photos. I had saved a dozen or so empty ice cream containers of flavors I might want to recommend. I try to keep my “props” in The Tie Room, but the room— like June, in the song— is bustin’ out all over. Thus, about a dozen empty ice cream containers have been piling up for months in the pantry. My Big Gulp, 100-oz mini-kegs are in there too. There’s a fire extinguisher; 2 full bottles of generic NyQuil, which expired in 2014; 6 never-opened phone books, sent to our front door from all over the entire Wasatch Front; my personal drinking glasses; and Mom’s red-and-white apron she wore when she was a cook at Delta High School in the late 60’s.
Cases of Suzanne’s store-bought special water fill most of the pantry shelves. It’s not “special water” like the vodka you used to try to sneak into concerts and football games. No, it’s just the only kind of flavored, bottled water Suzanne will drink. And she truly loves her special water.
If I really crane my neck to look in the back corner on the pantry floor, I can see a can of Green Giant green beans. Its label has come unglued with expiration and it hangs, curled, partly off to the side of the can. I suppose 1 can is adequate proof there could have been a whole food pyramid of edibles in here at one point. I don’t remember that far back.
BTW Before you even ask: Yes, I will write a post about why my drinking glasses live in the pantry and not in the kitchen cupboards with all the other drinking glasses. Oh yes, there is a bigly story about that, and Suzanne won’t be happy I tell it. 🙀😱
