Vegan, say you? What is a Girl Stuck in the South Gonna Do?

"I'm shopping, too," my father said as we walked into Kroger and both grabbed a cart. "There is nothing to eat at my house either."

At one point, dad and I met head on and looked to see what each other had in our grocery carts.

"What are you doing with those Vegan burritos and frozen Vegan pizzas?" I asked my father.

"One of the grandchildren has decided she is Vegan so I am getting her something to eat when she comes," my father replied.

"I'm gonna refrain from the rabbit food and indulge in your pork chops and rice!"

Dad laughed.

"If I told my mother I adopted a new special diet, then she would have laughed me out of the house," dad said of his mother. "She would have told me to eat what she cooks or starve."

I also noted that dad had two quarts of Promised Land chocolate milk just like me. It is for the grand-kids as they love the stuff. I introduced my father to that chocolate milk.

I got a whole helluva lot of breakfast foods this week. I also got the fixins to make my spaghetti and meat sauce. My only real splurge was some Entemman's fried apple pies. I grabbed those heading through the bakery to go get checked out.