Natasha and I spent the morning pruning roses at the San Jose Municipal Rose Garden (she's really into roses these days) with four hundred other volunteers. On our way home we passed a KFC and Natasha read the ad on the window and asked "What is popcorn chicken?" half with curiosity and half with disgust. "I don't know, exactly." I answered honestly. After a second to consider it, she explained "They must have forgotten a comma, I think."
I related the story to Nick later and he concluded. "That's our daughter!"
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