Sunmaid has done a really, really clever thing and packaged up their prunes into individual servings. Usually I am completely against individual packets because it's so wasteful, but I can house prunes and any open bag is fair game. I know the consequences but I do it anyway because OMG delicious, delicious prunes. Come to think of it, I don't object to individual packaging of raisins either, on much the same basis. OH GOD and apricots? The really leathery dried ones (as opposed to the plump Turkish jobs which are good but not on the same plane)? YES PLEASE ALL AT ONCE.
So, dried fruit. I have an extremely healthy digestive tract, thanks for asking.
This comes to mind because I was scouring the pantry last night before dinner was ready (in fact, before I'd started to prepare it). I found the prunes stashed away at the back, hiding from me. Normally, I have a mental inventory of tasty shit living at my house so nothing can hide, but last week, we had a cleaner.
This is the first time we've had a cleaner that wasn't end-of-tenancy obligated, I think. She came in on the weekend and I just did not know it was possible to get our kitchen that clean (and with eco-friendly products, no less. I use the bleach because I'm bad but I actually did not think eco-friendly products could remove half the crud they did). She even cleaned the pantry which was amazing. She was lovely too - professional and friendly.
I felt guilty though, never you fear. My cheap heart berated me for paying someone to do what I ought to be capable of achieving for myself. My half-baked social conscience felt every single drop of privilege oozing from my pores. My shame at the state of my scummy old cottage knew no bounds!
However, finding the prunes was like Christmas. Between the stashed snacks and the oven-I-could-lick,-it's-so-clean,-what-a-shame-two-of-the-electric-rings-don't-work, I think we might spring for the cleaner to come back again every so often.