A catalog to Norm Thompson came addressed to Joel, the head of our department. Before putting it in his mailbox, I flipped through it. Although I didn't see anything that would be of use for other departments (my boss Lisa insists that any food we send be individually wrapped. I think this is ridiculous. It means we can't send popcorn, dipped apricots, boxed chocolates, etc.) I found something that was perfect for MomGiraffe. I mean, really really perfect. Something I had never seen before. Loads better than what I was going to make for her (which she will probably now get for her birthday). What was it, you may ask?
|A Mushroom Log|