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Everybody has a price.  Mine’s a quarter. If I can find an edible product for a mere twenty-five cents, I’ll buy it.  I don’t care what it is.  Hell, you can’t go wrong for that money. 

It’s getting harder to find cheap eats in the store.  I can’t find generic-brand condensed soup for twenty-five cents.  Ramen noodles are about the only thing left in that range.  But wait! There, by the checkout counter!  Junk food for a quarter!

Happiness is mine.  For twenty-five cents, the bounty of a 5/8 ounce bag of cheese popcorn was in my hand.  I say  ”was” because I ate it in two seconds upon leaving the grocery store.  Turned my fingers orange and I got popcorn hulls stuck in my teeth.   Tasty, though! 

If you don’t have cheap chips n’ such in your store, then look for the Little Debbie snack cake display.  I found cupcakes for a quarter.  There’s no resisting this.  I bought six of them.   

And not a damn thing to do with nutrition! The best things in life might be free; the next best things, are twenty-five cents.