Sunday, July 13, 2014

Ham

So, we're in the grocery store, standing at the meat section.  Olive peers over the edge and points to boneless hams. 

"Hey.  Is this pork?" she asks.

A woman looks at her, and we both nod "yes".

"So... someone killed a pig and sold it for money."

I smiled, and the woman slowly backed away.

No comments: