This is what my husband carried in our front door this afternoon. Those are very deep mail tubs full of carrots, potatos, apples, oranges, etc. It looked like a produce department threw up in my kitchen. How much did we pay for this veggie paradise? Nada. Zilch. Nothin'. Story below.
A truck carrying this lovely, healthful goodness was supposed to be delivered to a plane headed to Diego Garcia this afternoon. Diego Garcia is the base where all of the US ships went after doing the not-so-successful Myanmar disaster relief effort. However, a canceled flight later, the truck had to either throw out the produce or give it away to hungry sailors in Singapore because the suckers in the ships wouldn't be gettin' it.
Aaron and I both have a problem turning down free stuff, even if we really don't need it. So he took as much as he could carry and then some more. And then he took so much that he had to drive it home in the mail truck.
You better believe we tried to fit it all in the fridge. We did a damn good job of it too. Check it...