This is a stark depiction of the brutal living conditions that define a month-long pantry challenge.
Antarctica. February 2011.
Provisions running dangerously low. My Chunky Soup stash that would normally have lasted ’til winter’s end is exhausted. I struggle to find items for the already-meager lunches I take to work. No sweets or treats as far as the eye can see.
Yesterday, the following exchange took place:
Henry: (gazing longingly into an months-old bag of stale popcorn from the pantry) “All that’s in here is crumbs!”
Sally: (curtly) “That’s all we got.”
The cats look like large, walking sirloin steaks.
If anyone reads this message, please airdrop a bag of Goldfish crackers. Something! Anything!
At least the orange juice is happy.
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Pssst…Joel…I blew the budget last week so come on over to our house. There is a large pot of chili in the frigde, homemade cheddar scones, and even some monster cookies. We’ll set a plate out for you. 🙂
Homemade cheddar scones?! I need that recipe.