First of all, I will acknowledge that I’m not supposed to be up on the kitchen island. But what are Those Two going to do about it? Nothing! Because as they say, I’m “so stinkin’ cute” that any attempt at discipline on their part will lack credibility. Besides, to hear them tell it, I am not a terror in the kitchen like my predecessor, Carrot, apparently was.
They tell stories of having bites of food en route to their mouths swiped from their forks by Carrot. They say they could leave absolutely no food sitting out unattended, not even for a minute, because Carrot loved ALL kinds of people food. There’s even a video of him eating some potato soup! He reportedly had a particular fondness for dairy, especially butter. There’s the classic story of how Those Two caught him, during one of their brunches attended by a handful of friends, out on the island licking the top of a freshly baked mushroom and spinach quiche that was cooling. Like any nervous hostesses would, they checked to make sure no one had been looking, and served the quiche without a word. The guests said it was tasty.
So my mamas are especially grateful that I have absolutely no interest in any of the food they eat. Besides, Mama G has been shirking her shopping duties lately, so there really isn’t a whole lot to tempt me. Even Carrot would have been disappointed.
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Dear Mr. Oxbow, good grief…that is an empty refrigerator! I thought my little icebox was empty but your Mamas have got me beat by a mile. I didn’t realize that the Carrott-man was a food-aholic. Hmmmmm…I have attended one of those famous brunches….
Hope your Mamas replenish the icebox with tasty treats that might even tempt you Mr. Oxbow.
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