So there we were, my dear internets, sitting and dining out (yes again), but this time my food needed a bit of salt. Hum where is the shaker, oh no shaker? They had one of them thar grinder thingies…
Which is all well and good if you can twist them and not to beat a dead horse, but I can Not twist ‘em.
Hum funny how many little things are overlooked when we don’t live a physically challenged life. I have often gotten my panties in a wad over things, places and yes people not being accessible to those with physical challenges. That was one of the things that bothered me about Europe, nothing was accessible, doorways were small, it seemed like shops and all the buildings had steps and I won’t even mention restroom facilities. But the point of this little rant is the salt shaker, well actually the lack thereof. Why take a perfectly good functional item and trade it out for a faddish type, i.e. the salt grinder. Sea salt no less and depending on the sea of course it can be bitter and besides what is wrong with good old fashioned machine ground salt? Nothing, I tell you absolutely nothing.
I was lucky to have my Beloved with me to grind salt into my hand so I could sprinkle it where I wanted, the problem was he had to stop eating to grind some salt for me. Gotta love that man of mine, I mean holy cannoli he is so good to me!
Ah yeah, there was a pepper grinder too, but I like fresh ground pepper, I just wish they had a battery operated one. And so until they have battery operated grinders at restaurants my most Beloved will have to grind for me.
Speaking of grinding Elbow-Ulnar Release sugery was this morning, let's hope I came out of A-Okay - Yes this was a "Pre Post"
...So how's about you have an axe to grind?