Potatoes

I got to go with Paula and Daniel when they went grocery shopping tonight. For some obscure reason, dogs are not allowed in grocery stores, but I watched the car instead while Paula and Daniel made the purchases.

We stopped by Paula's parents on the way home. It is always nice to see them, too bad it was only for a short while this time. Paula borrowed a special device that she wanted to use to cut potatoes for the dinner dish. It was an old, orange device that she remembered from her childhood. Unfortunately, the device did not work, so Paula had to slice all the potatoes by hand. The result tasted very well, nevertheless. Complicated devices are not always the answer. If they were, dogs would use them to eat instead of our sharp teeth.