"Wow," she said.
"No way," I said.
"No way. NO WAY!" she says in agreement.
So I leave. I don't have the granola, but I still have my hard earned $. And, I suspect, some respect from the cashier.
On the drive home, I did a mental checklist and granola seemed hard. That must be why it is expensive, right?
I bring the subject up to my pal Rose, when we met for lunch the other day. She straightened me out about the whole entire granola issue and set me right. Later, she emailed me a recipe which seemed simple and straight forward. Definitely my kind of recipe.
Guess what? I saved a ton of money and hubby and I are dining on the finest custom granola ever.
The worst part? I've been purchasing granola for years. I can't think of all that money down the tubes.
I have to remember to switch lenses when I take food pictures. eek.