Aug 20 2004
The Case of the Phantom Can of Chilli
I like chilli. It’s quick, it’s easy, it’s tastey.
A few weeks ago I picked up a can or two while grocery shopping. I promptly forgot about it. No biggie.
One day I decided I wanted to have chilli for lunch. I couldn’t find the can. I searched and searched the pantry but no sign of it.
A few weeks later I’m in the pantry looking for some canned veggies to fix with dinner and find the can. “So it is here.” I say and set it aside.
Today I remember the can and go to make it for lunch. It’s gone. I searched the whole pantry and the can not there.
And no, Mom didn’t eat it. I’m pretty sure of that.
It’ll show up the next time I reach for a can of peas or something.
It’s teasing me. I feel it.