#123 – Prediction
Posted on June 6, 2012 at 12:00 am by Chris
Chapter: Comic
I’m always frustrated when I realize food has gone bad. Why did I eat all those frozen things that would have lasted for months when I had this fresh stuff right here! If only it didn’t get shoved behind the giant jar of pickles. I’m sorry moldy food. You would have been fantastic.
Tags: egg-salad, future, sandwich
Ma was bad about food about to go off. “Can you smell this? I think it’s spoiled.” “Does this taste funny?” Usually done to either Dad, myself or my brother, never my sisters. And Ma had the best sense of smell of all of us, oddly enough.
My middle daughter has lost her sense of smell, but can sure tell when the very first little patch of green fur shows up on that expensive bread we _just_ bought. I’ve quit pulling it out of the trash, I have to inspect it really closely to see what clued her. The youngest must have got her (step)sister’s smeller in spades, ’cause she can’t stand to deal with a litterbox without making a ‘contribution’. How convenient.