Found a dozen or so of these tiny plastic bottles…it’s not the first time. It’s a product that supposedly restores one’s inner gut garden. Because it’s so ‘sanitarily packaged’ I happily grab them. They take up nearly no room.
I have no idea of their cost.
But so far, I’m alive and better than well. So maybe “Yakult” probiotic does the job…As I rolled into town, I swunb by my favorite (repositioned) dumpster and found them…and two pounds of unsalted butter (I rarely discover butter, this is a red-letter day for me) and three quarts of buttermilk.
So I can guzzle a whole quart on a hot day, like Mr. Saroyan described doing in his story about growing up in Bakersfield.
