Stop. Artichoke Time!

My husband and I were checking out at the store last weekend when I noticed that a customer in front of us was buying a bag artichokes.  We were already in the process of putting our groceries onto the conveyor belt, but I did what any reasonable artichoke lover would do.  I stopped loading the groceries, shouted “Stop. Artichoke time!” to my husband by way of explanation, and took off across the store to get a bag.

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