Once upon a time, we were visiting Auntie Jan and Uncle Joe. Auntie Jan fixed gravy for breakfast. At that time, Jonathan was a picky eater and had never tried it before. This particular morning, he decided to try to eat it and seemed to enjoy it. Next thing I know, he was locked in the bathroom for what seemed like a long time. When he came out, I inquired if he was ok. He was really grumpy about the situation. In his grumpiest of grumpy voices he said, "And, that's why I don't eat gravy!" We still laugh about that. It is one of our favorite quotes. We'll be saying it until we're in the nursing home. Funniest thing ever! Jonathan doesn't think it is quite as funny as we do, because he feels that the gravy really did cause him some intestinal discomfort and we are truly mean to still be laughing bout it.
As you may be aware, Lays puts out new chips every year in some oddball flavors. Fred loves to buy them and try them. We were at Walmart a couple of weeks ago and Fred grabbed a bag of Lays Southern Biscuits and Gravy. Jonathan thought they were delicious. However, he made sure to let us know that these potato chips would be the closest thing he ever gets to gravy ever again.
Seriously, this was like 5 years ago when Jonathan experienced his gravy induced intestinal discomfort. Note to self: Jonathan will hold a grudge forever. He will never give you a second chance.
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