People are weird

Our neighbors directly to the south are part-time residents. They have a home in North Carolina in addition to the home right next to ours here in San Diego, and they divide their time between the two locations.

They're took off this morning for North Carolina and plan to be gone a few months. Joe knocked on the door this morning at 7:15 prior to their departure to hand me a bag of food they won't be using.

Nice of them, right?


Thanks, Joe!
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But in addition to this seemingly generous gift of everything dairy, there was this

(Yes, I know, I'm no Mistah when it comes to photos)

And this

And this

And let's not forgot about this

Perhaps this a better view?

When I opened the garlic to get a better photo for this here blog post, I literally gaged, and my children let out various yelps of disgust. It stunk of funk like you would not believe.

Closer inspection of the items in the first photo revealed two items to be past their expiration date and three more on the cusp.

Are they trying to kill us?

Hmm, the eggs don't have an expiration date...do you think we should try them?