Rhiannon called me last night and asked me to pick up a few things from the grocery store for her. She needed to make a breakfast dish for work and had decided to make a pan of kucken bars. One of the ingredients was margarine. “Do we have margarine?” “Yeah. Like Country Crock?” “No, margarine.” “What do you mean margarine? Can’t you use butter?” “No, get margarine.” “Like Crisco?” “No, look for one called margarine.” “Whatever you say.”
Oh yeah, I found the margarine - the “Real Margarine”. What can I say? When you’re good, you’re good.