Of Garlic Salt and Grace
By Jessica Edwards “ Eww, what's that smell?”, asked a young girl as she passed me in the spice aisle. My daughter and I had stopped to shop at Ollie's Bargain Outlet, and I was perusing the spice aisle where I had picked up a large container of garlic salt, another of garlic powder, and finally a small container of celery seed (it's great in slaw!). I thought nothing of the young girl's comment because we were on the stinky spice aisle, but the longer I shopped, the more pronounced the smell of garlic became. I looked at the tops of my garlic salt and garlic powder containers and even unscrewed the lids to make sure they were sealed. Yep, they looked good. At some point while browsing the candy aisle, my daughter joined me and said, “Mom, I smell garlic”. I told her I had already checked the lids on my containers, and they were fine. We proceeded to mosey about the store before finally deciding to pay for our purchases and head home. So What About Grace? ...