My rambling thoughts about cereal are brought to you by General Mills.
Somebody sent me a box of cereal to try. Somebody sent me a box of cereal to try out for myself. It wasn’t for the kids. It was for me.
I have been in the trenches trying to feed and nourish three young children for so long, you guys, that I didn’t even know what I was looking for in a cereal. I mean, what I usually look for could be charted somewhere toward the top of a parabola where the likelihood of my kids’ eating is compared with the nutritional value of the cereal. But me? Well, I usually just drink a pot of coffee before lunch. Is that … bad?