I like to call this O's-Henge. How was it constructed? How could anybody be strong enough to lift...her wallet to afford Cheerios in Paris? Will this mystery ever be solved?
Well, yes. Our friends are visiting Paris from San Francisco and asked if they could bring anything from the U.S.. Along with pounds of pecans; enough chili powder to give every man, woman, and child in Paris indigestion for a year; American cup and spoon measures; two vanilla bottles; and Costco-sized bag of chocolate chips and jars of Excedrin Migraine, they also brought us three large boxes of Joe's O's. Christmas morning, and I have made our traditional Christmas breakfast of spinach-egg-cheese strata. P takes one look at it and pleads, "Can't I just have O's?" Evidently, she is suffering from O's withdrawal. It may be her favorite Christmas breakfast ever.
We calculate that if we were to buy Cheerios locally, we would pay the same amount for the cereal as we did for the entire delivery from San Francisco.
P likes to create O's-Henge with the special O's twins, triplets and most-coveted quadruplets. Our hypothesis is that it is used as a sun-based calendar, anticipating the sacred and joyous moment of the next bowl of O's.
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