Royal Proclaims to share a story about my Gram. As I've mentioned a few times before, she's not doing very well and our days with her are limited. She is a hilarious, one of a kind woman and what you see is what you get with her. She made sure my cousins, brother and I always had a good time when we were with her. We all certainly have some funny memories that involve her. One that sticks out the most is the time she made me a really bad sandwich.
On this particular day, I told her I didn't care what I wanted. I figured I would get the usual egg sandwich or cheeseburger made by her. Those were staples as after school snacks. So, I told her I didn't care. She said alright then and headed over to my house. When she got there, we were all sitting at the table and as I started unwrapping my sandwich, my brother started laughing, causing me to be concerned. I looked at each of them and asked what was going on. Grammy suggested I look inside the bread. I slowly lifted the top slice of bread and found LITTLE DOG TURDS resting nicely on the bottom slice. She literally made me a shit sandwich! I asked her if she was really going to let me eat it. She said no, but I'm not so sure.
Needless to say, from that day forward, if she brought me food, I made sure to inspect it before taking a bite.