MIRACLE Whip…

I found a pusher. A source. An answer to my pleas.

Thanks to a steady stream of runners, this is the first time in Frankie’s whole life that we haven’t had Vegenaise in the fridge. I don’t want to count, but I think it’s like a jar a month. Nevertheless! I’m out. And the supply wagon don’t show up again until July.

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Finally.

Somebody who will ship! I assumed all risks of course, because anything worth having is worth the risk – and talk about customer service? They answered all my emails with actual answers typed by an actual human. I felt so close to them I almost made a “But Nasoya tastes like tears and hand lotion” joke.

I didn’t. I try to keep my condiment-ordering professional.