I've had a brief hiatus from Watermelon Nosebleed, but a Morgan Family Reunion has inspired some humor and fabulousness. It's always a great event- I never realize how much I miss these guys until I'm finally spending some time with them.
So, let me begin at the beginning. I left Chicago and picked up my Grandma in Dekalb. Grandpa Buddy was fast asleep, so we decided to just eat lunch and get on our way. "There's a McDonald's and a Wendy's close by," Grandma offered.
However, when we got back to her apartment she pulled out an already-opened can of four cheese marinara sauce.
"Does this look like something you'd eat?"
"Sure, that looks good."
"I don't want it to go to waste, and I'd just as soon use it today."
So she started heating up the sauce.
"Now, I don't have anything to put it on, like pasta. So I guess we'll just eat it like soup. "
I searched her cabinets, and there really wasn't anything that one might normally put tomato sauce on.
Grandma did point out the oyster crackers, some bread, and chunky peanut butter.
When the sauce was good and hot, we scooped it into 2 bowls. I added some oyster crackers to mine. I love pasta sauce, but it's not exactly delicious as a solo deal. It sure as hell isn't anywhere close to being tomato soup.
I managed to force down 4-5 bites between gulps of flat 7up and treasured bites of blackberries and peanut butter on bread. I don't know how, but Grandma finished her whole bowl of pasta sauce.
Now you know where I get it!!!!
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