On Saturday night, I finished off one half gallon of the coffee ice cream and put the container in the sink to be rinsed out later, and then opened a new tub of ice cream to finish the shake. I finally got around to washing out the container on Sunday morning, and as I turned the tub over to dump out the water I noticed the expiration date-- August 2007!
I then went to check out the expiration dates of the other ice creams in the freezer and was shocked to see that every single one of them had expiration dates sometime in 2009. That means that if Rophone's ice cream expired almost a year ago he was eating ice cream that was 1 1/2 to 2 years old!! That could explain a funny tummy.
It reminded me of the time when we were visiting my grandparents as kids and my brother, Rib, poured himself a box of Cheerios. The year was 1985. As Rib was eating his cereal, he began to read the box as most folks do. "Win a Trip to the 1984 Olympics!" was emblazoned on the box. That, coupled with the time he was eating some nummy blue cheese dressing at the same grandparents vacation condo, only to find out it was actually expired Ranch, caused me to check dates religiously while visiting them. Guess it's time to step it up here at home, too!
1 comment:
I guess that's what happens when you live in Utard--the coffee ice cream isn't exactly flying off the shelves! Next time we're at your house I want a mocha shake, too.
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