Our elderly neighbor had back surgery so I made some homemade chicken noodle soup and breadsticks yesterday, to take to her and her husband. S. came home just as I took breadsticks out of the oven. As I turned around to get some butter out of the fridge, he decided to "help" -- by generously, veeeeeeery generously, sprinkling breadsticks with garlic salt!!!!!
As I was shaking off all that extra salt and arranging soup and bread into a basket, he managed to snag two breadsticks!
Finally, soup and breadsticks were safely delivered to the neighbors and we came back to the house. I took out leftover breadsticks from the fridge (baked the night before and needing only a few secs in a microwave to taste fresh again), for our dinner, and S. was genuinely surprised that I did not make another fresh batch for him. His statement?! "I don't like old bread!" Really?! What old bread?! Just you wait until I am back to work -- you will be begging for that "old bread," lol!!!
As I was shaking off all that extra salt and arranging soup and bread into a basket, he managed to snag two breadsticks!
Finally, soup and breadsticks were safely delivered to the neighbors and we came back to the house. I took out leftover breadsticks from the fridge (baked the night before and needing only a few secs in a microwave to taste fresh again), for our dinner, and S. was genuinely surprised that I did not make another fresh batch for him. His statement?! "I don't like old bread!" Really?! What old bread?! Just you wait until I am back to work -- you will be begging for that "old bread," lol!!!
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