I'm not proud of it. But it was sitting there, in the fridge, and I wanted to have some with my fresh fruit. It's a healthy dessert, and my lunch was light -- squash, greens, rice, ginger. You know, I'm cooking a lot more lately. It's healthier, and cheaper, and I know you'd want to support me in that. At least, I think you would, as much as a friendly roommate would.
It's not an excuse for taking your food. I should really get my own yogurt and eat that. But the tubs are so big, you see, and I never seem to finish one before it goes bad. You know what that looks like. When there's a two or maybe three small splots of mold growing on the wall of the plastic container, just below the rim. Smaller than a penny but you still have to throw it away, even when the body of the yogurt looks okay. It's been contaminated. There's no changing that.
Do you remember that cantaloupe I gave you last weekend? It was organic, from the farmer's market. You seemed to enjoy it. Does that even things up? Although, sure, the cantaloupe was freely offered and accepted. The yogurt I'm pinching silently when you're out of the house. I used it first last night, when I needed a dollop for some salad dressing I was mixing up. It was really good in that, BTW. It really cut the acidity of the new balsamic vinegar I just bought.
You're welcome to use some, you know.
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