A Whole Lotta Butter, or My Tortillas Come With A Certificate

“I just don’t eat anything my sister-in-law makes,” she said, after explaining that said relative goes through a pound or two of butter a day. 

The conversation had turned to allergies. She had her share, and she shared them with me. I was trying to squeeze my vitamins into my bag when she went on to tell me that when bugs are fed GMO corn tortillas, they break apart.

I think she meant the bugs, not the tortillas. Something about the B vitamins in them. I thought B vitamins were good for you. Life is so confusing these days.*

Minutes later at the shop around the corner someone told me she was making a super-duper Mac n’ Cheese with three cheeses.

I looked at her. Not related, I think, but just in case: Don’t invite these two to the same party.

*Right. I’m not a GMO fan, either, for a whole lot of reasons. But I have a sister and once had a sister-in-law, too, and there was something about the gleam in her eye when she said she was going to avoid every disease in the family--

Oops. Time for the Fancy Food Show. Good thing I’ve got my vitamins.

©2013 Laynie Tzena.