Rick was trying to decide what to make Keegan for dinner tonight (I made pretzel dogs and that is not feasible for him to eat, but might I say they were delish!) and complained there weren’t any grains made... What's new, he's not the most inventive when it comes to making him something, pair that with trying to deplete my supply of homemade frozen food so that we can move without worrying about wasting everything once it begins to thaw... And you get a flustered Rick, we all know what happens with a flustered Rick! So he sifted through leftovers in the fridge throwing out the old stuff, then he says “Hey we can use this grail?” Huh? I asked him "what!?" as I pulled out some fresh spinach to steam in the microwave real quick. He repeats himself, pauses as he thinks about it and says “is that what it’s called” as he opens the container then corrects himself “oh no it’s goose goose; he can have that right?” It took quite a bit of restraint to not laugh out loud while I dashed to the living room to grab my phone so I could make a not of what he just said… Seriously grail? I don’t even know where that came from! Now goose goose is not so far off, but it still quacked me up! HaHaHa
The real word: Couscous
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