Richard is very good at packing the food in the freezer
compartment of our refrigerator, but occasionally it shifts.
Yesterday
morning when he opened it to get a package of ham for our breakfast, a small plastic container of blueberries flew out and shattered, scattering the
berries, along with a larger container of frozen fruit (which did not shatter,
thankfully) and a package of sirloin steak.
And no, with the price of beef here being what
it is now (at last check, $7.00 a pound for hamburger), we did not splurge and buy this steak. This was given to us when things
were normal by friends at church when they cleaned out their freezer. We will
eat it for Father’s day dinner or our anniversary, which is coming up.
After the berries were picked up, and he put everything back in the freezer, Richard said, “I
blame it on the sirloin steak.”
And I suggested (and where this came from, I don’t
know) “We could blame it on the bossa nova.” This was a song that was popular
in 1963 by Eydie Gormé—and if you want to listen to it you can find it on YouTube, but I am not going to put a link to here.
“I suppose I could," he said, "but
we don’t have any bossa nova in the freezer.”
Well, it was funny at the time.
2 comments:
Yes I recall that song:) Hamburger is about $4 a pound here and steak like you said is more. Oh well we don't go out to eat anymore so I guess we can afford a steak or two! :)
Oh that is so funny. And funny how that you thought of that song. If that had happened here...it would have been my fault. Everything is always my fault. :) I remember that song too.
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