I went to the commissary today and was looking for some fruit to bring home that wasn't a banana, an apple or canned. Oranges sit around our house and get funky, pineapples are tasty but we never manage to eat a whole one before it goes all weird and limes and lemons make horrible snacks (unless they're sliced and perched on the side of a cocktail, of course) so that left me with two options: grapes or blueberries.
Wyatt doesn't seem to like grapes, despite me practically peeling them for him (I'd like to give a shout-out to Lisa and the AFN commercials for freaking me out about how tiny a mom should cut up those little choking hazards) so I thought maybe we'd give blueberries another try. Last time we had them he loved them at first serving with his interest waning at each additional appearance, but it seems like they're always on those "top ten world's best foods to keep you healthy and encourage world peace" type lists, and grapes never make an appearance in those circles until they've been stomped and fermented so....blueberries.
Until I noticed the sign above them that read $5.94. For a container that is about four inches square and an inch and a half deep, if that. How about if I just pay for that in gold bouillion? Would that work for you, Mister Commissary Man?
So I'll let you know how he likes the grapes.