I’m at Kroger Tuesday to buy Gold Medal all purpose flour. TNAI* Mrs. Plant is going to make challa. Cool, but I digress.
A white haired guy older even than I is patiently telling his cell phone that “all the Gold Medal I see is self rising.”
“It’s over here.” I say.
“All I see is all purpose” he tells the cell.
“It’s right here, Sir.”
“All I see…”
“SIR!”
“All I can see…”
I finally pick up a sack and shove it at his face.
“Oh. I found it.”
*The New and Improved.