But then again, some like me a little bit more than others,
and appreciate my geographical dilemma...
And then there's this guy. We'll call him Bob (because that's his real name) and Bob, being from Jersey - like me, can have a hard roll every day of his life because he's still there. Don't ask me why - probably the three ex-wives and unknown number of kids and grandkids, but I digress.
Bob heard my lament the other day and actually UPS'd me a Care Package of real friggin' hard rolls! Immediately I ran (well, 'immediately I drove' doesn't sound as poetic) to my nearby Publix and scored me some Taylor Ham and American Cheese. Eggs are in the fridge. My life is complete.
There will be evidence of my breakfast tomorrow, I promise. Thanks,'Bob' - you made my day. You're a stand-up guy and a good egg (pun intended)...



Way to go Bob! Lol!
ReplyDeleteYay! Let's hear it for Bob!
DeleteRockland bakery --- the best! I live in SW Virginia and feel your pain. ( I like them with just butter but to each their own)
ReplyDeletehey bob,i haven't had a good hard roll in 25 years send me some. I like the poppy seed ones, from Parisi's in little Italy
ReplyDeleteGood on you Bob!!
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