Let's talk irony. I love irony, don't you? Jumbo shrimp, baby grand, blahdee blah...... Tonight, I had a little food irony at the Publix.
I bought a ham and a kosher turkey breast.
I'm hoping the cashier wasn't paying very much attention or either doesn't know that "kosher" and "ham" don't belong in the same sentence. I felt a little weird about the situation, but I'm hardheaded so I forged ahead.
On a side note, here's what cooked for supper: Medium shell pasta, (jarred) Alfredo sauce with English peas (ball bearin's as my dad says) and broccoli. Not gonna win any culinary awards, but that's what I wanted and it was pretty good.