I’m not in Ohio anymore…

God help me, but I have a recipe that calls for Velveeta.

So I went down to the Deadhead Fred to buy that and a few other Christmas-related items.

I spent almost 10 minutes looking for the Velveeta. I finally had to ask a store clerk to point me to what aisle it was on — and even then I had to do some hunting!

I’m not really surprised. This is Portland. People don’t eat Velveeta in Portland. But I couldn’t help thinking that a supermarket in Ohio that hid the Velveeta like that wouldn’t stay in business very long.

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