Snit Fit

This is a story of an expensive herb that produces an edible bulb and, seeds, which are a spice.

A couple of days ago Mark went to a neighboring town to meet his brother for a rhubarb delivery, to his brother from us. He went to the local grocery store to pick up a few items, one of which was fennel. The store calls it Anise Florence. Let me say, for some reason this annoys me to no end. I'll get to that, but this is about my shock when I saw the receipt: $9.49 per bulb, $18.98 for the two medium sized fennel bulbs. I guess the bonus is they did have the fronds. Fennel has never been inexpensive, I think this is why they call it anise, as in AH-niece not ANN-is, it sounds fancy and therefore justifies the cost.

My little rant:  Fennel is not anise. Pronounce anise anyway you want, it's still not fennel. Both plants are herbs which produce seeds which are a spice. The herb, fennel, also produces an edible bulb. Anise does not. Whew!

As I'm typing this I have the hearing on gun violence/control on. I realize my longstanding peevishness over this ridiculous annoyance is, indeed, ridiculous. But there you are, an example of living ones life in the midst of great pain and despair. Somehow I guess I need the distraction of something that ultimately means nothing. There's so much that means everything.

That was an expensive pizza.