Mac n' Cheese vs. Horse Sausage.
Now, don't think I'm dissing on my parents' care packages. I get the best care packages of all of Kazakhstan, and if you are a volunteer and don't think that's true, then step up. But I got some Kraft Macaroni and Cheese in the last one my parents sent me, and I found myself unable to eat it. It's been years now since I've eaten anything so freakishly orange. It doesn't even vaguely resemble cheese, at least not as I know it. I made a pot of it and had to throw half away, because the part I ate kind of turned my stomach.
On the other hand, I'm delighted when I go ghosting and see that horse sausage is on the evening menu. Go figure.
On the other hand, I'm delighted when I go ghosting and see that horse sausage is on the evening menu. Go figure.
2 Comments:
Sorry "bout the Mac and cheese....even sorrier about the horse sausage. Mom
Kirsten would like a care package with Mac and cheese. If your mother has any extra packages left over, she can send them to New Zealand and we will treat them with the appropriate respect and devotion that you did not.
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