The fish is barely frozen in FRIG II, and Hick is bringing home treats from the Senior Center again! Don't act like you're surprised. He sent me a text on Wednesday:
"I'm bringing some ham salad home far your supper"
When Hick came home, he proudly displayed his wares. Sure, I know ham salad doesn't look so appetizing. But it takes me back to my childhood school lunches. On chili day, we had a bowl of chili, plus half a ham salad sandwich, and half a peanut butter sandwich made with Karo syrup. I always traded my peanut butter half for someone else's ham salad half.
Anyhoo... I asked Hick how much was in that giant container.
"I don't know. I didn't look. But my buddy took some of it home to feed his dogs."
"Huh. Now I'M a dog!"
"No. But what we don't want, we can feed the dogs."
Funny how Hick was gone to his bingo and not having supper at home Wednesday night, and planning to go to a football game on Thursday night. So it is doubtful if he will eat any of the ham salad before it's too late.
When I took the picture, I opened up the container to see how much ham salad was inside. From the light shining on it earlier, it looked like the container was half full. Not quite...
Maybe it was 1/4 full, considering the middle had been scooped out. Probably for Hick's buddy's dogs! Not that I'm complaining. A little ham salad goes a long way.
I toasted some Nutty Oat bread for a sandwich. I didn't have any plain white bread to make a school-style sandwich. It was good, though a bit salty. I'll have some on Thursday for supper, as will Hick, if the football game gets rained out. I've never heard of that happening, short of lightning, which you won't know until the game is being played.
Anyhoo... the dogs and I have benefitted from Hick's popularity with the cooks at the Senior Center.