Speaking of my dearly and beloved mentally ill population, I must say that someone may perceive me as Mentally Ill with my absurd behavior. Of course, this refers to yet another incident with food: the food being animal crackers.
At the convent, the kids were getting these animal crackers as snacks. The sisters were always very kind offering me some and I accepted. It was innocent all of us sitting around drinking some milk and eating animal crackers. These animal crackers had the best taste-it's so hard to get a good tasting animal cracker. These had a fresh expiration date and they were vanilla flavor with cute monkeys(now that sounds strange). Casually, I asked sister if she happened to know where these animal crackers and her response was "No idea." This was not hopeful, but I had to go on a search. There was no way that I was going to ask the convent for extra so I kept the bag and went looking.
A stop at the local bodega by my house- they look at the bag and say, "No, never seen them" The bodegas all around the church asking, "Have you seen these animal crackers?"
The big bodega that usually has everything, "No, never seen those." The bodegas were completely confused with these animal crackers and one guy even said," I think those are from Costa Rica." It was now reward time for these animal crackers. Whoever gave me the info. was going to get a nice tip.
Finally, God puts an end to his and the last stop I am given the truth, "Lady, bodegas don't sell these. You can only buy them in the grocery store."
Oh thank you grumpy, old man picking his nose. Oh thank you! Low and behold he was right so I bought a 12 pack and made these animal crackers my permanent bus snack with some apple juice, milk-okay just water:)
At the convent, the kids were getting these animal crackers as snacks. The sisters were always very kind offering me some and I accepted. It was innocent all of us sitting around drinking some milk and eating animal crackers. These animal crackers had the best taste-it's so hard to get a good tasting animal cracker. These had a fresh expiration date and they were vanilla flavor with cute monkeys(now that sounds strange). Casually, I asked sister if she happened to know where these animal crackers and her response was "No idea." This was not hopeful, but I had to go on a search. There was no way that I was going to ask the convent for extra so I kept the bag and went looking.
A stop at the local bodega by my house- they look at the bag and say, "No, never seen them" The bodegas all around the church asking, "Have you seen these animal crackers?"
The big bodega that usually has everything, "No, never seen those." The bodegas were completely confused with these animal crackers and one guy even said," I think those are from Costa Rica." It was now reward time for these animal crackers. Whoever gave me the info. was going to get a nice tip.
Finally, God puts an end to his and the last stop I am given the truth, "Lady, bodegas don't sell these. You can only buy them in the grocery store."
Oh thank you grumpy, old man picking his nose. Oh thank you! Low and behold he was right so I bought a 12 pack and made these animal crackers my permanent bus snack with some apple juice, milk-okay just water:)
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