Nicest Present Ever...

My property manager, Chris, just got back from a trip to his homeland, England. I had been complaining about how it was absolutely impossible to find malt vinegar in Mexico. Go figure, huh? You can find every other kind of vinegar under the sun; rice vinegar, white vinegar, apple cider vinegar, olive vinegar, wine vinegar, balsamic vinegar, coconut vinegar...but alas, no malt vinegar. Crazy, I know! How's a person supposed to have some good fish and chips without malt vinegar. Of course, Seth thinks I'm dumb, and he believes that tartar sauce is the way to go. I ignore him and try not to be ashamed that I married someone who doesn't like malt vinegar. But, secretly, it is a little embarrassing. Shhhh!

Any who, I digress. So Mr. Wonderful Chris brought me back my very own bottle of malt vinegar! How nice is that? He said it was his favorite brand and was ridiculously cheap. I don't
care if it comes free with an order of chips, I was just tickled pink when he brought it over. And lucky little me, I just happen to have some fish in the freezer. So you know, that very night after I put the baby down, I hurried to the kitchen to make me up some fish and chips. Giddy, I was! Yep, just giddy!