It is good to be loved. So, your wife knows that your are going somewhere austere for a few days, necessitating some semi-shelf stable sustenance. You then home to find that your wife has purchased you a crap ton of dried Kabanosy, then you feel loved. My dear wife (8 months pregnant no less) does not know a kabanos from a hole in the ground, but she knows that I like 'em and went well out of her way to pick me up a metric ton (at Dnipro).
'Tis enough to shine light into my murky soul. May you all be blessed in your life with a bringer of Kabanosy and other smoked meats as am I.
Your wife is awesome.
ReplyDeleteHope all is well in the remote location.
Anyway, when I saw this, I thought of you... http://www.chicagogluttons.com/how_to_butter_popcorn_with_a_straw/
Take care.