Size matters
No account of our misadventures this year would be complete without a Costco story. Let’s see, hmmm, which one? The best one actually happened far from the oversized shelves and gigantic packaging at Costco. It was during the lull between ordering dinner and the arrival of drinks at a local restaurant that Ella broke the silence with a very astute observation. Her expression had just transformed from one of deep confusion to one of revelation. Something had clicked in her mind. Something important. With a tone of sincere, 4-year-old gravitas she pointed at the 12 oz. jar of Tabasco on the table and said to no one but herself, “look how cute this itty-bitty jar of Tabasco is!” Our poor little Ella has never seen Tabasco, ketchup, mustard, mayonnaise, salsa, olives or pickles in anything other than the 2-gallon jugs from Costco.
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