Sunday, March 23, 2014

"Donde esta the basil?"

I do this thing when I am stressed-out at work...and it works.  I talk out loud in the third person in Spanish.  Grammatically poor Spanish, I should confess lest I mislead you and you walk away having read this blog post, thinking ~ Wow!  That Angie Good can do anything.  My normal poor-attempts-with-the-Spanish-language happen when I am trapped in Excel or Word...but mostly Excel.  Why that program randomly formats stuff is beyond me!!!!

The other day I went to Woodman's to get groceries.  I've been wanting to try to recreate my friend Summer's garbanzo bean flour pizza crust.  I painstakingly jotted down all the spices I needed...crushed red pepper, oregano {which I totally had in my cupboard....should've checked my spice inventory list ~ yes, I have a 3x5 card listing all my spices}, and basil.

At Woodman's, the McCormick section of spices appears to be in alphabetical order.  I scanned through the A's.....then the B's.....and then there was Chili Powder.  Wait a second......what happened to the B-spices????   Where was the basil????

And this is when it happened....

I'm not sure if it was because I had just ingested a large chai from Meg's or if my lack-of-substantial-breakfast-food was causing my brain to revert to my Spanish-speaking self....but I said out loud, "Donde esta the basil???"

Several seconds later, a well-manicured nail taps! taps! taps! the third shelf down.  I look at the nail and look where it's pointing...BASIL!!!  I, then, said outloud, "That's what I was looking for!!!"  Too which the person associated with the tapping voiced, "Well, you did say, 'Donde esta the basil?'"

Yes.  Yes, I did.

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