It’s a Miracle all right

After yesterday’s lament about not finding the peppercorns, and complaining about the same thing regarding our precious salt, what should happen but I find the salt! It was on the pantry floor because it comes in a bag that gets bagged in another bag along with yet another bag of desiccant to keep it flowing. All that polyethylene makes for one big slippery mess, and if you try to keep it on a narrow shelf it just slides down and eventually ends up on the floor. Boy, does this stuff taste good! I simply can’t go back to commercially purified sodium chloride (with sugar added to keep it flowing—really!). This natural unwashed salt has all the muck and dead fish and rotting kelp and shark teeth—all that good stuff. Plus whatever comes off of the old monks who dig it up by hand with their silver scoops, and who knows what it’s packed in (goat stomach bladders?) when it’s packed out on the bax of yax. Yum.