This Squid in Soy Sauce tin had been sitting in my “box of goods” for several months.

I’d been reluctant to open it.

So much so that I let more than five months go by past this item’s expiration date before I finally opened the dang tin. Why the strong reluctance? Two words = childhood trauma. Associated with squid. Better make that five words of explanation.

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If something contains the adjective gourmet in its name, does that automatically make it more appealing? Something to ponder.

Along with this expiry date.

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I like eggs. Chicken eggs, specifically. And the thought of other types of eggs—like these quail ones, as well as duck and ostrich—kind of weirds me out.

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I bought this item because it’s, you know, cookies. That’s enough reason, right?

The back of the box got me curious about two things: What was the ingredient that was crossed out and more importantly, did someone go through box after box after box with a silver fine-tipped marker? Boy, I thought parts of my job were tedious.

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