Have you ever heard the one about finding a worm in your apple?
Not finding the other half.
The same goes for salads. And finding a bug. Or part(s) of a bug.
EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. I know, get over it, if it were that disgusting, you would have noticed it when you ate it (if in fact you did).
And I wash my lettuce meticulously.
But not meticulously enough.
Apparently.
The washing of lettuces and all manner of things in which creepy crawly things might seek refuge is from henceforth escalated to a level of scrutiny far and beyond meticulous.
I am so squeamish, I’d never make it as survivor (wo)man.
EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!
