So, you know how there are fruit trucks all over the sides of the road in the summer? They sell the greatest, sweetest, freshest fruit. We've all bought from them - I know I have a million times. I don't know what it is about fruit sold from a truck that makes it better than the fruit sold at the grocery store. I mean, for all I know, they stock up at the grocery store, load it into the back of the truck, stick it in little baskets, mark it "Fresh Picked Fruit", and sell it for twice the price. But I fall for it, and buy it every time.

My husband is a bit similar - however, he doesn't buy fruit out of the back of a truck. He buys meat. He came home the other day with his arms full of different kinds of sausage and burgers, etc....all bought from a guy in the back of his truck.

I'm thinking that they must have run out of every spice except for garlic, because you could smell my husband coming a mile away. Every time I opened my fridge, the smell wafted throughout and my house was smelling like Bangladesh.

I've resorted to triple-bagging everything, because there's nothing more appetizing than my garlic-flavored fruit and milk.