Well, almost. It’s 61.5 oz. of it. Other Inglehoffer mustards remain available in my area, but the Sweet Hot variety has vanished from store shelves for some reason. It’s definitely systematic. I don’t know whether it’s regional, or the start of a discontinuation, or what, though at least one other person has complained of its … Read more
Mom would have been 64 this past Monday. It didn’t occur to me that it was her birthday until mid-afternoon—maybe 3 or so. I’m certain that’s the latest in the day I’ve ever thought about it since she died. You know, I finally stopped seeing something I think she’d be interested in and thinking I … Read more
Someone’s going through your stuff when you die. Someone’s going through all of your stuff. How much have you thought about that? Probably, it’s your spouse or offspring. You’ve got this cubby and that back-of-the-drawer and so forth, but hey, they’re thoroughly indefensible from the grave. What’s there for your wife or son to find? … Read more