my stash

Normally, when I hear other people refer to something as their "stash", I assume that they're either referring to their hoard of narcotics or their collection of yarn. If you happen to hear me use the term in conversation, though, I'll be talking about my collection of packaged foods from North America.

I felt like I won the lottery on Friday morning. I was walking past the last aisle before the check-outs in our community grocery store, and out of the corner of my eye I saw a vaguely familiar blue box! It was graham crackers - one of the products that I'd been searching for over the last six months! I didn't think twice about buying the last box! The crazy thing is that I was at the grocery store on Thursday at 1:30 pm, and the graham crackers weren't on the shelves. They managed to sell out by 9:00 am on Friday morning!

Anyway, between my pantry and the freezer compartment of my fridge, I think that I have a decent little stash of comfort foods.  Hopefully it will last until the end of the school year ...

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[marnie]

I knew a couple who, when they moved to Ireland, filled their car with every treat from home that the kids were addicted to. I guess they figured they were shipping the car anyway, might as well take advantage.