Time for a complaint session about Kashi

The boys like the Kashi rice pilaf packs (tonight they had Morrocan Curry). Why, I don't know. Kashi is swahili for "tastes like aardvark $#!t" Plus, the boys are not 58-years old and recovering from their first heart attack or some crazed flaxed up health nut who thinks that Kashi is not only healthy, but is also mighty tasty compared to the lettuce leaves they ate for the last 9 years. That said, Kashi rice pilaf is a real pain in the neck for them to eat. The stuff doesn't clot together and stay on a baby fork with ease. Instead, they get a scoopful o' Kashi, and by the time it reaches their mouth, we have Kashi all over. I don't know if you have ever had Kashi all over your house, but I remember some times when my parent's dogs were locked in the laundry room all night when they had the runs and it would resemble that. So tonight, we had Kashi to the left, Kashi to the right, Kashi on the floor, and Kashi all night. But the boys were happy. The other night we had a Kashi pilaf dish that smelled like an ashtray. I have some Kashi granola type cereal to try with them next. If you have ever eaten it before, it is like eating a bowl full of gravel, which for some reason it tastes like gravel. Pretty interesting how Kashi was able to take 7 grains and screw up the mixture and make it taste like gravel. I think there is a Nobel prize for that. That said, we will keep buying Kashi stuff if it makes the two of them eat. Kashi, send us coupons.