the daily purge 2-24-17


It can be called oatmeal. It can be called porridge. It can be called gruel. It can be called hasty pudding. It can not be called burgoo, but T Purging L likes the word (it’s a stew with spice and meat). Burgoo. It can be called putra, the Latvian word for porridge. My mother, Magdalena, kicked sēžamvieta when it came to breakfast for googly-eyed kids getting ready for school. Putra, a minute to make, a lifetime to eat. It was pretty thick stuff.

The box of oatmeal pictured above was bought long enough ago that the expiration date was October, 2014. We keep doing this to ourselves. My Sweet Rib travels to Shineyville on the company’s dime and she rambles on down for the continental breakfast and has a bowl of oatmeal. When we go to Sam’s Club she’ll mention how she had oatmeal on her business trip and really liked it. I nod my head and say, “OK”. Then we buy a box. Then years later I’m purging it. This isn’t the first time I’ve purged a box of oatmeal. Back on

I purged a box that expired in 2011. Look it up.

I’ll let you know when we buy another box.

Genesis 1:29-30

Then God said, “I’ve given you
every sort of seed-bearing plant on Earth
And every kind of fruit-bearing tree,
given them to you for food.
To all animals and all birds,
everything that moves and breathes,
I give whatever grows out of the ground for food.”
And there it was.


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