Every week, we join our friends for Sunday Dinner. It's almost never (twice) hosted at our house because we don't have the room for our growing clan. It's a potluck where everyone brings something. This week, I'm going to attempt to make pretzels.
I have never made homemade soft pretzels from scratch. This is going to be an interesting experiment. It's not too humid out, so it should be good. Or is humidity better for making dough? See, normally I use my bread maker for this.
So, we made pretzels. OMG they were delicious! So warm and soft. Mmmm. I am definitely making them for dinner tomorrow. I made a parmesan garlic powder topping for mine and Todd just had salt. We dipped them in salsa con queso and marinara, respectively.
I overheard some gossip at the local grocery store (second stop today, forgot something of course!) I overheard the manager and district manager talking. Well, it was more the district manager yelling at the poor store manager-IN FRONT of customers. He was telling her that if he had any more, ONE more customer complaint, he'd be shutting the store down. Now it might be possible that he was sharing with her an anecdote of something else, but she got pretty defensive. They're also implementing a policy where you have to sign up for their store card. This ridiculous store already removed their phone lookup for the savings cards, so I can imagine that this new policy will only lead towards MORE complaints, not less.
I hope they don't close the store. It's very convenient to home and despite always having a lot of cars in the parking lot, always seems empty. I love that I can avoid yet more human-to-human interaction when shopping there.
Although, I did pick up a package of expired baby food...I complained to a manager and have yet to see another incident. Of course, I only bought baby food at this store once and the manager was very considerate and immediately took all of the expired baby food (yes, there was more than one pack) and agreed that his stock guys should be more observant. It was a situation that was taken care of quickly and with sincere remorse.
On a separate, unrelated shopping trip at a different store, we picked up an expired box of crackers. I have never thought of checking expiration dates to ensure that things AREN'T expired at the damn grocery store.
This next bit of information should probably have it's own post, but I'm lazy...
Yesterday, as I was feeding Jack his lunch of prunes, we held the following conversation:
Me: Mmmmm! Momma likes prunes *Jack smiles* Well, Momma doesn't really like prunes, but YOU like prunes.
Jack-while looking directly in my eyes, not babbling at all says: Mama.
Me: OH DEAR GOD YOU SAID MAMA! SAY IT AGAIN! SAY MAMA!
I ran and grabbed the phone and called Todd. Of course, he didn't believe me. In the meantime, you might wonder what is going on with Jack while I'm freaking out...well, he got mad that he was no longer being fed and smacked his hands on the highchair to show me his displeasure. I promptly fed the little traitor (remember, he wouldn't say "mama" again!) and we were happy once again.
However, today Jack has said many forms of the letter "M" and at least half of them that came out sound like "mama" and it just makes my heart grow 10x it's normal size.
I also heard horror stories upon waking up that Todd let Jack grab Zelda's leg with his death grip. Todd was worried that Z would bite Jack...of course, she did not! But it's nice to know that Daddy and Jack can have such a good time without me. Or maybe it's not so nice to know. Now I'm a bit sad :(
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