We stocked up on coffee pods, for Christmas and Mo wanted to use an airtight container, so she swapped with the biscuit container. She didn’t stop to think that she would make the biscuits smell and taste like stale coffee pods!
“I’ll get a new container and some fresh biscuits tomorrow” she said, as I dumped the lot in the trash. As good as her word, she dutifully came home with a new container and a large packet of biscuits.
“I don’t believe it! I was especially careful to choose a pack that wasn’t broken! Look what that cashier has done”, Mo said, showing me the top few biscuits were broken. She shook the broken pieces out so the crumbs wouldn’t go into the jar.
She gently tipped the rest into the new container. Just look at this! Every single one was smashed into little pieces. Have you ever seen such a mess? What do they do in the store rooms of these supermarkets? Play football with the stock?
Back in the fifties and before the packaging of foods, they used to sell broken biscuits by the pound. Even those biscuits were not like this.
I suggested we make a cheesecake with them, but Mo was not impressed with that idea. The ducks will get a biscuit surprise this Christmas.
This isn’t the first disaster we’ve had from that supermarket. We bought a container of cat food pouches that were rancid. We bought a fresh crab, that was far from fresh and would have probably killed us if we’d eaten it and we’ve found many an item past it’s ‘sell by’ date in our fridge, before we had time to eat it. I doubt we’ll be shopping there any more, without double checking everything before we buy it.
We still have no edible biscuits!