The one who can bore us to most tears wins!
That is a lovely tale!!When I was about 9, my family were visiting my grandparents who live out in the countryside. There are farms everywhere and one time there was even a pony for sale across the road or maybe it was one of those horses with the short legs? Anyway, we arrived this time, just before lunch and instead of buying lunch at a local bakery my grandparents were like "We have lunch at home". So, I sat down at the dinner table and saw these tiny carrots
"Nana, what are these?" my 9 year-old self curiously enquired.
"Those are baby carrots" Nana told me smiling. "do you like them?"
OMG did I? I ate them all. I told Nana I loved her baby carrots! To this day, whenever I eat baby carrots I think of that time my grandmother introduced me to them.