When the Husband Does the Shopping…
… things can get a little freaky. So a couple of months ago, my husband stopped at the grocery store to pick up a snack for himself. Being the total sweetie that he is, he also wanted to bring me home a surprise item, something “Fun!” and “New!“. And of course, something “Vegan!“, which still occasionally flummoxes him. Apparently, he scoured the frozen foods section for a good 30 minutes, carefully reading the ingredient labels of various items to avoid purchasing me something made with left over horse parts (soilent green is made of horses!), and finally settled on “Gabila’s Potato Knishes — Famous Since 1921!”.
He brought the prized box of frozen knishes home to me and placed it at my feet, then got down on one knee and recited poetry from the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam. OK, I made up that last part. He really just handed me the box of knishes and then disappeared into his office to build a giant robot (or whatever it is men do in their offices that involves disassembling 6 or 7 computers). Fortunately, he was right, the knishes ARE vegan and while it is hard to sell breaded, fried mashed potatoes as a “health food” item, each knish has only 170 calories, 5 grams of fiber, and 6 grams of protein — and is incredibly satisfying to that part of my brain that loves anything breaded, fried, and potato-y.
That night I cooked up two knishes and gobbled them down in short order with grilled onions and peppers. They were delish! His surprise item was a huge hit! He was so proud. After stretching out the remaining two knishes in the box across two more meals, I demanded more, more, more knishes — pronto please! Unfortunately, the store that carries these little tasty bundles of joy went through a dry spell for a couple of months. No knishes to be purchased at any cost. My husband kept checking every time he was within range of the store (not our usual grocer) but it was always the same story: an empty place in the freezer case where the Gabila’s should be.
But this past weekend he checked the store again… and behold! The knishes were in stock! So I’m now the proud owner of 6 boxes of knishes (all the boxes the store had). That is 24 meals of knishes, mind you, 24. I’ve eaten two already, so I’m down to 22 knishes.
Gee, anybody want to come over for a knish party?
I’m a spud lover and those look deelish! Just tell me when and where. I’m halfway out the door already
I’ve totally got to find these fried potatoes pretty much equal love.
Soilent Green - isn’t that a death metal band?
What a cute story! And yes - sounds like my next great comfort food. Thanks!
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LOL! Thanks for a great laugh today, I needed it! My one food I have to search for is not quite so exciting. Just multigrain frozen waffles. My local store prefers not to keep them in stock, but also not to eliminate their place in the freezer. So I always end up there staring at their empty little frosty place on the freezer shelf that the store leaves there completely to torment me, I am certain.
My kind of shopper… find it, buy it, try it, like it, return and BUY ALL OF IT that the store has to offer!
That was really nice of your hubby…and thanks again for another good food idea.I’ll be definitely looking for them next time i go shopping. We had the same sitch with Turkey sausage and when we did find it we bought 4 boxes
BTW Khayyam is a very famous poet
I think I’ve read some of his stuff LONG time ago.
Don’t you just love the weird things husbands come home with sometimes? I am so glad he managed to do good and that you found more knishes.
Those look delicious!
Awww…he scored major points!!
I love fried potato balls too.
Oh no, Jo, watch out for traditional Jewish food, or you’ll end up looking zaftig, LOL!!
knish, knash, i was takin’ a bath…