Last Sunday I was making homemade pancakes for Susan and myself and I needed some baking powder. Standing on a chair and reaching all the way back into the cabinet above the microwave, I found this can of Calumet baking powder. Calument? I’ve never heard of this brand. I figured it was some weird hyper-organic-supa-fresh baking powder that Carissa had bought for $40 from a Native American standing in front of Whole Foods. I really liked the container though. I don’t know if you can tell by the picture, but the entire container is metallic: the silver, reds, and blues. I love their iconic figure and the use of negative space. Way cool right?
The can is from the 90s (or at least expired in the 1991, maybe it’s older than I am). Figures. Back in a time when things were fancier. I’m totally using this as a pencil holder.
Don’t tell Susan, but I used it anyway. I ended up finding the baking powder she said was in there, but it was a few years expired too. The pancakes were delicious.
Shoot I wish I had baking powder. It’s nowhere to be found here. I’m glad you sold your car!
Callin’ my mom so I can know that Houdini threw up on the rug. Good times.
You think I’m kidding when I say we’d be happy if your cats were gone, but we’re not.
I heard your mom happily chatting this morning and knew it could only be from you. I’m glad you called!
I’m skeptical that in all of Shanghai there is not single grain of baking powder.
Also now that I think about it if that baking powder is from the early 90s it means that Susan had to pack it at LEAST once when she moved.
Touche on my food shopping style. Only the best, man. Only the best.
AND. And I know you’re not kidding about the cats. Don’t you remember me telling you how much they lower my mother’s quality of life? Really just take them out to the mountains and by the time they Homeward Bound their way back I’ll be able to take them off your hands.
There are THREE containers of California lemon peel zest. You know, the one that comes from lemons only zested once to improve the quality of their life and which I am almost positive costs $7+ per container.