Dave and I went to visit my grandma and aunt this past weekend. My grandma’s 91, so I’m making every effort to visit her about twice a month. She lives over four hours away, otherwise I’d see her much more often.
Being 91, she says the darndest things. And now I have proof she eats the darndest things.
When Dave and I woke up on Saturday morning, my grandma and aunt were drinking their coffee and we were offered cereal and/or toast for breakfast. I decided I’ve have a piece of toast, because my grandma was having a piece and it looked so yummy! I trot over to the fridge, which is where they keep the bread, and grab the bag with the bread. I do a double take because there’s only a few pieces left, but there’s mold on EVERY PIECE. And not just the white mold, either. We’re talkin’ green mold that covers enough of the bread that Dave could see it across the room.
I quickly change my mind and decide to eat an apple, but not before my grandma wonders why I won’t eat a piece…after all, she had one.
I know my grandma grew up in the Depression, but please. She’s not THAT poor.
What’s the worst food you’ve been offered?