Rick made a trip in to the grocery store this afternoon and I gave him instructions to stop by the Mrs. Baird's Bread Store for some more Bimbuñuelos. I was really looking forward to enjoying a nice crispy wheel when he got home.
He just got home. He said they only had one package, and he ate it on the way home.
And he wasn't kidding.
He is dead to me. Dead, I tell you.