Thugs at the airport and other Little Rock fun

Yesterday I learned two things about our fair city.

1) Gangster thugs at the Little Rock airport may not react too kindly if you politely ask them to watch their language in front of your kids.

2) The people who work at Subway in Wal-Mart on Baseline Rd. may not react too kindly if you politely ask them to put pepperoni on your child's sandwich. (Yes, I know the kids' menu says only turkey, ham, roast beef or tuna. But my 3-year-old doesn't like any of that stuff, which the employees at both Subways in our small community just outside Little Rock seem to understand just fine.)

The truth is that Little Rock is full of friendly people. I just happened to find the few that aren't.

On a happier note, I've found two new products I love.

I bought these Vlasic roasted sweet peppers for a recipe I made last week (a salmon/fettucine/spinach thing, which was really good) and had more than half a jar left over, so I tried them on one of my veggie sandwiches. YUM. I probably ate seven sandwiches this week, just to have an excuse to eat the peppers.


Attention, all pickle people! (You know who you are -- you're the ones who polish off a jar of Claussen whole dills the day your spouse brings them home from the store. And you take sips of pickle juice from the jar when no one is looking. I do it, too.) These Pringles are for you! I've been trying to find dill pickle Lays in Texas, then in Arkansas, for years after I saw them in Colorado on a ski trip. No luck, but Pringles finally came through for me.