Just got home from a Sunday morning trip to Wally World. Early mornings are my favorite time to hunt.
(Hunt= shop/ get in/get out/ how guys shop.)
Wanted to pick up four more 25# bags of sugar for the bees to have on hand. After this week, I now have (6) hives to manage. I’m probably almost done feeding them for now, now that the bees have access to other food sources, (dandelions, etc.)
I didn’t get as many looks this time in the check out, as the last time when I bought 75# of sugar. I think the fact I had 3 bottles of Everclear in the cart may have been a distraction.
After I was done checking out, I leaned over to the check out lady and said, “Do you want to hear something funny? I don’t even drink.”
She cracked up.
Asked me if I minded her telling the other checker, that had helped check me out ?
“I don’t care,” I said,
That resulted in a 3 minute conversation between the three of us on what in the world I wanted with 3 bottles of high impact hooch? I told her I was thinking about marketing “Apple Pie” on our self serve apple wagon, Told her my grandpa used to sell moonshine during the prohibition, and maybe, just maybe, I was tapping into my family roots.
Apple pie= apple cider, cinnamon sticks, sugar, and Ever Clear.
“Can you legally sell that?” she asked.
No, I said, That would be illegal.”
“What if you put it in glass jars, and sold it out the back door in a bag.” (That was her talking, not me)
You just never know what you’ll find in my shopping cart.