Forget the gas, let’s focus on dough. I went grocery shopping for the missus the other day and almost had a conniption near the cantaloupe. There was a table of bread set up as an obstacle course in the produce section. It couldn’t be avoided. In large letters hovering over the wheat and rye, like a cat-walker in a dog park, was the word “SALE.” When I saw the price I realized why they put the bread in the produce section. The bakers were too embarrassed to keep it in their department! Who knew that bread would “rise” at the same time dough was falling? Fact is the dollar is swooning faster than the countenance of a Hummer dealer.
