Either I didn’t hold my mouth right (my mom’s saying) or the moon wasn’t in the right house (it was shining brightly in MY house last night) or something. The ginger gods were against me today. Tried to bring one of those wonderful fresh babies home from the grocery today. No particular reason or plan for it, just had a ginger craving.
But, alas! the scanner couldn’t tell it was sitting there. Which meant the little guy couldn’t get weighed. Which meant that a price could not be affixed to its little body. Which meant I had to give it up and leave it behind, sitting forlornly and so out-of-place next to the cash register as I took my leave and headed home without it.
Some other time. I’ll look for a larger root next time.
In the meantime, chocolate will have to do.