And he arrived with Whole-wheat, fat-free, low-carb rubbery brownish circular disks. With a frightening aftertaste.
“This was all I could find,” he said.
Right. And you didn’t ask someone where the good tortillas were because that would have been too much trouble. No matter that I spent 20 minutes cooking dinner, and all you had to do was walk a block and exchange money for goods, we got to eat burritos wrapped in evil.
Dude! In Santa Barbara? Before I read your location, I thought you might be from the northeast or somewhere where it’s hard to find good tortillas. In Santa Barbara, they should be thick on the ground. Even the 7-11s carry them, I should think.
I think housemate is trying to put into action the “if you do a job badly enough, you won’t get asked to do it again” plan of not having to go grocery shopping.
He also bought the wrong size sour cream, which was the only other item I asked him to pick up. But at least it’s still edible. Next time I’m making a detailed list.
A while back, I had to intentionally hunt for low carb whole wheat tortillas for a low-carb diet recipe. Finally found them in the bottom right corner of the humongous three-sided endcap display of tortillas at my local Safeway - probably enough tortillas there to give one to every person in the county.
In stark contrast to the pile of literally thousands of tortillas, the store’s Hispanic foods section is about two shelves wide, stocked primarily with the likes of Taco Bell-branded taco shells, house-brand refried beans, and two bags of “Bimbo” cookies.
If I were you, and the store is really just a block away, I’d have dashed off to get the right kind.
A solution to that. I had a roomie that was seriously passive agressive about being asked to do any shopping on the way home. He would get the wrong size, or the wrong brand or some totally wacked out product not even on the list.
I had just gotten my first digital camera and one afternoon spent about 3 hours taking pictures of everything in the pantry that I commonly kept. After that I would send him to the store with an illustrated list. Picture of the item, exact size, location in the grocery store. Amazingly, he would get the list right as he realized he had absolutely no excuse for not being able to get the product. [how do you mistake whole wheat flour for basic white flour … when you have a picture of the correct packaging and the shelf location] The only excuse he could possibly have would be out of stock … but the staples were so basic they are bought by the pallet load by the average grocery.
Of course he then disassembled a second vehicle and kept forgetting to put it back together, taking up half the 2 car garage. After 6 months, I reassembled the damn thing while he was out of town onvacation and had a couple of friends push it out of the door and let it roll back out into the field. Never assume a female can’t handle tools and read a car manual well enough to put something back together. [I did spend 7 years as a classic machinist <evil grin>]
At the current moment, I have one unopened brand new corn, and one new unopened flour tortilla package as well as at least 1, maybe two of each kind opened and partially gone.
Run out of tortillas, and rely on the goodwill/knowledge of others to get the correct ones?
You guys don’t fully get the magnitude of this. We have a fucking tortilla factory in town (or should that be bakery?). Every single market and liquor store in SB is stacked to the rafters in corn and flour La Toltecas in various sizes. You would have to try really, really hard to miss them.
Oh, my. I don’t have a roommate, but this thread is causing me to take a mental inventory of the tortillas in the fridge. And I think I need to buy some tomorrow to avoid emergencies. I think I only have corn tortillas in the house. And only about 6 left. And mine have to be the correct brand (El Milagro), only available at the Mexican grocery.
:eek:
The illustrated grocery list is brilliant. In fact, I believe I’d like to subscribe to your newsletter as well, aruvqan.
I want to marry aruvqan because she can put cars back together. I can’t find a man who can do that.
But the illustrated grocery list means the lazy passive aggressive roommate has won. He’s forced you to spend more time making the list than it takes him to drop by the store and fuck up a simple purchase.
Not really, once on computer, it was a case of open doc, add pictures [captions under pix were written information for each item] and print. Maybe a matter of 5 minutes or so, which is on par with trying to write out a detailed list. About 1 month later, he caved and was able to shop without a picture list.
And it took him 2 weeks to clean out his side of the garage and re-disassemble the car to work on it.
Working on things can be easy, too many women [at least of my generation] were told that <insert masculine activity> was too difficult. Following rebuild instructions that are properly written is just like following a cooking recipe. Most women never realize exactly how much science, engineering, chemistry and math is involved in taking care of a house and family.
I keep mine in the fridge too. Is that wrong? The supermarket has some on the shelf and some in the fridge, so I figured they’d stay fresher longer in the fridge. They’re the flour kind, if that makes a difference.
I also have some in my freezer. That way, I never have to rely on the husband or kid to get the right kind. We simply never run out.
It all started with ketchup.
It says, “Refrigerate After Opening” on the bottle.
Well, I don’t want to put cold ketchup on hot french fries, so I didn’t.
And I didn’t die.
So if it dosen’t melt, grow things or smell bad, I don’t put it in the refrigerator.
Nope. My family has always kept them in the fridge, as far as I can remember. I don’t use them up fast enough to keep them out; they’d get moldy - ick.