I Hoard Food
Have I written about this before? I can’t remember. But I do. I hoard food. Well, one specific thing.
Scharffen Berger nibby bars. Only the single greatest chocolate bit ever created. They are not easy to find, internet. I get mine at New Seasons. And yes I know that Hershey’s has nibby bars and also Hershey’s owns Scharffen Berger, and so I could buy a nibby bar from Hershey’s for half the price, but I just don’t care.
There used to be a time when you could only get this wonderful thing in the Bay Area. Steve and I have paid homage to the Scharffen Berger factory where they had a cafe and most every dish was made with chocolate. Oh my god.
Anyway, nibby bars. They must come in the wee bar with the brown paper wrapper covering a firm silver foil wrapper and part of the pleasure I take in them is squirreling them away in my purse. And then I sneak off and eat exactly two rectangles and save the rest for an emergency.
I ate a bit tonight and it was delicious. So very delicious. And the I hid it away again. Because it’s mine. ALL MINE.
I had another post about seeing a guy on the street with a parrot on his shoulder and how that simple scene made me want to ball my hands into fists, tilt my face up to the sky and let out a single scream. But I thought Surviving Myself already covered birds on shoulders and I didn’t want to be a copy cat.
You all should know that I fear birds. Particularly those that people keep as pets. Ever hear of avian flu, PARROT MAN?
What makes any old chocolate bar a “nibby” bar?
Mary: We can start a gang!
Justin: There are nibs embedded in the chocolate. So it’s crunchy and wonderful.
What is happening here on your blog?
What is going on?
I fear change.
I hoard bananas. I’m scared that one morning I will wake up bananaless and then I will be unable to have a Good Morning, if you know what I mean.
(I mean poop)
You should see my pantry. I’m scared of birds too in that I’m scared they’re going to give me the Avian Flu and that if I live I still won’t be able to go food shopping because I don’t want to catch it again and so I have two of everything in my pantry.
You can’t even get in there anymore.
Please don’t tell my neighbors because they’ll beat me up and take my canned tomatoes when the Flu comes.
And it will come.
Mark my words.
wait, wifey.. didn’t your precious cartoon hottie have a fucking bird on his shoulder?
My post was nothing like that – please share. It’s like a little window into Portland life.
I hoard Rogue Smokey Blue Cheese like its going out of style. I like to eat it alone while reading gossip blogs and getting cracker crumbs all over the keyboard. We have a family friend that has a parrot that can mimic the voices of the all the people in that live in the house, including the family cat. What I’m saying is, parrots are evil wizards in disguise.
I’ve never heard of this nibby bar….I must investigate.
I don’t understand the bird thing. Why would you walk around with a critter on your shoulder that has absolutely no qualms about letting loose on you with no notice whatsoever?
I’ve never had a nibby bar. Apparently, I need to remedy this immediately.
There’s a guy that walks around my neighborhood with a bird on his shoulder. But he’s nothing compared to the guy that walks everywhere wearing only cut off denim shorts.
Hersheys owns Scharffen Berger???
Haven’t heard of this chocolate, but it sounds deelish. And I hoard food too. You are not alone.
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