Those of y’all that know TBG know that he is a *firm* believer in “more is better”, right? So, if the directions tell you to use a “pinch” of something, two pinches would be much better…….
He was gonna stop at the store and called to ask me if I needed anything.
“Nutmeg. Just some nutmeg.”
“OK….where is it??”
“Spice aisle, baby…. In the spice aisle! Just need some nutmeg for French toast”
(see, now I’ve got him associating the spice with something he wants to eat, so he’ll not only remember it but look forward to it… and think I’m planning meals for him. I’m a wiley woman!)
“OK, nutmeg. French toast. Got it.”
Now – I didn’t think a single thing about this again till he got home and handed me the bag triumphantly…. But it was a lot heavier than I’d expected for a jar of nutmeg, you know?? I was expecting this……
But what I ended up with are these…..
Lots and lots and lots and lots of these! Like, enough of them (still in their shells!) for everyone I know to have a lifetime supply……
So, I learned to crack them open and grate them to use them. Man, is it fine to have freshly-ground nutmeg – the fragrance and taste are ever so much nicer than that little jar, but I’ll never tell TBG that – I just chide him about “The Nutmeg Incident”……lol.