Sitting on top of the microwave this afternoon, I found something that had recently been excavated from the depths of the pantry. No one admits to pulling it out, but that's beside the point.
It was a sticky jar of hazelnut honey from when my sister was in grad school in Oregon. She was out there from 2001 to 2003, so that makes it 6-8 years old. In honey years, that's embryonic.
Since honey found buried in the ancient pyramids is edible, I figured it was safe. After pouring hot water on it to loosen up the sticky cap (otherwise, I would have needed a vice), I tried a spoonful.
What was wrong with it?
Nuttin' honey!
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That would have been for dad. It had better be edible, and it had better be eaten!
Oh don't worry, I've been eating it :)
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