Went out for dog & cat food and treats. And at the specific request of Mrs Elixir, chicken. Skin on, bone in. And pick up a few things so I don't have to go out tomorrow.
Three stores and a laundry list of pet supplies later, no chicken. Not even the kind she didn't want. Empty shelves. Rang the butcher button at Safeway. Young guy came out - said he'd go look. The fear of utter failure was setting in fast as I waited for the kid to come back. So when he did come back and announce his failure, my own didn't hit so hard.
Tried calling Mrs E's phone but it messaged out... what ya gonna do? Small town, not a lot of options. But then - YAHTZEE! I see lobsters in the seafood case - whole lobsters. They NEVER have that. And they looked good.
I know Mrs. Elixir absolutely loves whole lobsters, the ritual of picking them apart and devouring them. Not the budget solution, but hey. I think they're called chicken lobsters at that size anyhow.
So I got a couple small lobsters, thinking it would avert the wrath... took a picture of the empty shelf and case where chicken would have been, and crossed my fingers. She was really happy. They better be good!