My girlfriend brought me to the Polish grocery store. I like it, because they have a lot of European products, breads, sausages, jams, red cabbage, etc.
I was pleasantly surprised when I saw these little candies. My grandmother always had these in Italy when I would visit her. While their size is small, they give good flavor for quite a while. It’s amazing really.
It made me think of the size of an American candy, See the peppermint one I had for comparison.
I wonder who came up with the idea for such a small candy and such cute wrapping too. How about the production process for wrapping each one. They really are the perfect size.
Ok, I think we all need a good chuckle on this Friday afternoon. I was at the store recently and I saw these hamburger pillows. They are so funny. Why?
It’s part of the reason I got divorced many years ago.
When my eight year old daughter was asked why her parents divorced. She said, “Because my dad ate too many hamburgers and didn’t talk enough.”
Ok… that’s how I had explained it to my children when they were little. I gave an example of their friends from school and reasons why they didn’t get along with their friends, which was similar.
So, when I saw this stack of hamburgers it brought back funny memories.
GUESS WHAT my ex/husband is getting for Father’s Day! YES, his very own hamburger pillow. He will laugh, it’s been a joke of ours for years now.
We can always find humor in challenging situations.
I was out walking and saw so many dandelions. They are in season. A few years ago, I learned that the dandelion starts out as a yellow flower and then turns into the puff ball that we blow to make a wish.
When we blow on the buff ball, we are blowing the dandelion seeds into the wind…
Seems like we should hurry and make multiple wishes while ALL the seeds are flying off, right. Increase our chances of at least ONE wish coming true.
You can also eat them. My Italian relatives would go in the garden pulling the leaves and using them in salads and cooking them too. They taste like arugula.
Ok, I hope I don’t make too many people cringe by saying this, but every time I eat a blackberry, they remind of ants. YES, they look like a group of ants in my mind.
Blackberries are a strange fruit, so many little black balls that pop in your mouth. We had a blackberry tree where I grew up. It was glorious to pick blackberries daily and just munch on them non-stop, fingers turning purple. Of course, there was a mad dash to get to the tree first before siblings / friends ate them.
You probably won’t look at blackberries the same now.