Me, a child looking at some green salady thing Mom was dishing up: “What’s this?”
Mom goes on to explain she found it growing wild between the garden and the cornfield and washed up, it will be delicious.
Fast-forward umpty-dumpty dump and a few more dump years.
Mr. Viva: Do I need to pick anything up from the store?
Me: Rocket. Only now we call it arugula.
And it comes to us by way of a plastic container, all 6 oz. and triple-washed and ready to go.
Remember our veterans & a Happy Memorial Day weekend!