Yes we have no prunes

Thursdays are grocery-shopping days in the GG household and today was no exception. We do ours at the HEB in the bigger town nearby because Mrs. GG insists the prices there are less than in the local grocery in our own little town. She isn't deterred in the least when I argue that the cost of gasoline offsets any savings in grocery costs. I think I embarrassed her today by asking anyone within listening range where the prunes were. I'm talking about the prunes that used to be in among the fruits in the grocery aisle; the kind you would cook on the stove and then refrigerate. As I child, I remember that there were always prunes in the refrigerator and how much I loved them. Since then, the only time I've had prunes were on the trips back home in my early adulthood, when my mother and grandmother and aunt always saw to it that the refrig would be stocked with plenty of prunes. Little did I know that no longer do people eat prunes, at least not the kind you cook on the stove and then refrigerate. I learned that today from the amused responses I received from the folks around me in the grocery store when I naively wandered around in the fresh fruit section inquiring about the whereabouts of the prunes. So now I add prunes to my growing list of things that were an integral part of my early life but have now gone by the wayside. You'd think with an aging population, prunes would have made a comeback. Maybe I'll start one. For now, thinking about a life without prunes makes me very grouchy.