There are many things that I have not yet discovered in the world. I have yet to be stranded on a desert island so I have not had to rely on my keen senses and knowledge of the grand outdoors to survive. I would actually really hate for that to happen because I would probably have to concede to death. I just finished reading "Swiss Family Robinson" and am exceedingly aware of my own ignorance of how to survive. Not only on a deserted island, but in the great state of Alabama if there were ever to be a state of real emergency, hence- no Publix (or the like). Maja told me she would teach me how to garden this year. This is something I need to know. I also need to know how to slaughter an animal and use all the parts for useful things. I'm keeping "Swiss" on hand, just in case.
Anyway, to my new discovery... I had a small get together at my house yesterday evening. Of course, small does mean just 6 ladies, but there were 16 children between us. The husbands were at the session meeting at church, so we just wanted to chat over decaf and snacks (and never be able to finish a sentence without yelling "what's the matter?' or "is he bleeding?' or " if you do not stop hitting people with Rescue Heroes, there is going to be serious consequences!"). We finally decided that the evening was warm enough to send the children outdoors for hide and seek. Snacks were as follows: I made a Double Chocolate Chocolate Chip Cookie Batch, Ginger brought delicious party sandwiches left over from lunch, and Heather brought Croissants and Nutella. Hmmm... Nutella. Yeah, you've seen it before. It's on the grocery shelves and looks foreign. Heather said that it's what Europeans use for peanut butter. I was pretty skeptical. After all, it's made with hazelnuts and I'm not a big hazelnut fan. However, it's also made with chocolate, and it did look a wee bit like frosting. Alright, I'm game. I spread some on a croissant and took a tentative bite. Oh my, yum. Utter yumness. It's like a ten second doughnut. I lost self control with the Nutella for the rest of the evening and then Heather (probably because I consumed much of her jar) left me the remainder for my future enjoyment. Quinn thought it was repulsive, but what does he know. He pops Godiva chocolate like m&m's and doesn't even taste it! ( He always looks at me like I'm crazy when I say that). Allow me to recommend Nutella for your future enjoyment as well! Hail to the Motherland!