{"id":1308,"date":"2014-03-17T05:30:27","date_gmt":"2014-03-17T15:30:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/grumpyseniors.com\/?p=1308"},"modified":"2014-03-17T16:13:13","modified_gmt":"2014-03-18T02:13:13","slug":"dobash-and-divorce","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/grumpyseniors.com\/?p=1308","title":{"rendered":"Dobash and divorce"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/grumpyseniors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/witch-sized.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-1313\" alt=\"witch-sized\" src=\"http:\/\/grumpyseniors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/witch-sized.jpg\" width=\"250\" height=\"244\" \/><\/a>The wife can be an incredibly cruel person.<br \/>\nOne of the worst.<\/p>\n<p>Sometimes I wonder how I could have missed her faults when we first met.<\/p>\n<p>After all these years I thought I knew how to get what I wanted from her.<\/p>\n<p>The woman&#8217;s a constant surprise.<\/p>\n<p>Divorce is out of the question.<\/p>\n<p>What lawyer would take a case built around&#8230;Dobash Cake?<\/p>\n<p>Share my pain while I explain how she broke my spirit and sent me to the back room, alone and crushed.<\/p>\n<p>The kids come over (usually) every other weekend.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s the only time I get to eat high-class because she goes all out for them.<\/p>\n<p>She cooks up a storm and it&#8217;s just wonderful.<\/p>\n<p>Outside of putting them to work fixing things, a great dinner is the best reason for kids.<\/p>\n<p>Then it&#8217;s back to leftovers and stuff made with chicken.<\/p>\n<p>One set of kids were busy Saturday but the other set showed up at Restaurante Harrington.<\/p>\n<p>The little lady made a provisioning run for dinner and returns with lots of various stuff including&#8230;the biggest Dobash cake I have ever seen.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s important to understand\u00a0I love Dobash more than anything, except maybe for my dog that died last year.<\/p>\n<p>To be in the same area with a Dobash is like a 16 year-old with raging hormones in the same room as the most desirable woman in the world.<\/p>\n<p>Not that I remember how that is.<\/p>\n<p>The government won&#8217;t admit it &#8211; but it belongs at the top of the food pyramid and is a necessary item for healthy living.<\/p>\n<p>I looked at this thing taking up half the kitchen counter.<\/p>\n<p>The aroma of chocolate Dobash made my head swim with desire and anticipation.<\/p>\n<p>Did I mention it was really big?<\/p>\n<p>A small piece wouldn&#8217;t be missed and someone needs to test it.<br \/>\nWouldn&#8217;t want the kids to get sick.<\/p>\n<p>I circled around it several times weighing the advantage of a bite of lovely Dobash cake verses the pain if I get caught stealing.<\/p>\n<p>Being forthright, I decided to actually ask rather than steal a piece.<br \/>\nAnyway, that would be hard to hide.<\/p>\n<p>I love it when a plan comes together.<\/p>\n<p>So, batting my eyelashes and looking as cute as I could I said to her, &#8220;That&#8217;s a big cake. How about just a small taste?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>The heavens opened up and the wrath of the wife poured forth.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;It&#8217;s for desert. You stay away from it!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>In other words, go away.<\/p>\n<p>Which I did, until dinner where the cake awaited\u00a0those that ate all their vegetables.<\/p>\n<p>Finally, six long hours after she brought it home &#8211; the moment arrived.<\/p>\n<p>It was crap.<\/p>\n<p>It came from Zippys Napoleon Bakery and it had just one layer.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/grumpyseniors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Real-Dobash-sized.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-1309\" alt=\"Real-Dobash-sized\" src=\"http:\/\/grumpyseniors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Real-Dobash-sized.jpg\" width=\"400\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"http:\/\/grumpyseniors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Real-Dobash-sized.jpg 400w, http:\/\/grumpyseniors.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Real-Dobash-sized-250x187.jpg 250w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px\" \/><\/a>That&#8217;s not a Dobash cake.<\/p>\n<p>A real Dobash cake has two layers with a ton of chocolate pudding type stuff in the middle.<\/p>\n<p>Every bite is supposed to have chocolate yummy stuff overwhelming your brain cells.<\/p>\n<p>This was nothing more than a big, flat cupcake with a very thin layer of frosting.<\/p>\n<p>Zippys has been letting me down a lot lately.<\/p>\n<p>The wife and I made up &#8211; she was only looking out for me, wonderful person\u00a0she is.<\/p>\n<p>But Zippys\u00a0should know it&#8217;s not a good idea to make me grumpy.<\/p>\n<p>The war is on.<\/p>\n<p>UPDATE: The wife says. &#8220;Your blog is wrong.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I never knew she read it &#8211; I need to start being careful.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, she says the Dobash came from Sam&#8217;s Club, not Zippys.<\/p>\n<p>Technically she&#8217;s right and I bow to her innate sense of fair play and accuracy.<\/p>\n<p>Napoleon&#8217;s Bakery is owned by Zippys.<\/p>\n<p>It sell cakes and pies in Sam&#8217;s Club and probably Costco too.<\/p>\n<p>So it made a crappy one-layer Dobash for Sam&#8217;s Club.<\/p>\n<p>I think it made it with one layer so it didn&#8217;t have to put the yummy, chocolate goodness in the middle and could sell it cheaper.<\/p>\n<p>The same thing Zippys did to the Chef Salad I used to buy before they cut back on the good stuff.<\/p>\n<p>That&#8217;s what I think and I think I&#8217;m right.<\/p>\n<p>No matter where it came from, it was still crappy and I&#8217;m still grumpy at Zippys.<\/p>\n<div class=\"sharedaddy sd-sharing-enabled\"><div class=\"robots-nocontent sd-block sd-social sd-social-icon-text sd-sharing\"><h3 class=\"sd-title\">Share this:<\/h3><div class=\"sd-content\"><ul><li class=\"share-facebook\"><a rel=\"nofollow noopener noreferrer\" data-shared=\"sharing-facebook-1308\" class=\"share-facebook sd-button share-icon\" href=\"http:\/\/grumpyseniors.com\/?p=1308&amp;share=facebook\" target=\"_blank\" title=\"Click to share on Facebook\"><span>Facebook<\/span><\/a><\/li><li class=\"share-twitter\"><a rel=\"nofollow noopener noreferrer\" data-shared=\"sharing-twitter-1308\" class=\"share-twitter sd-button share-icon\" href=\"http:\/\/grumpyseniors.com\/?p=1308&amp;share=twitter\" target=\"_blank\" title=\"Click to share on Twitter\"><span>Twitter<\/span><\/a><\/li><li class=\"share-email\"><a rel=\"nofollow noopener noreferrer\" data-shared=\"\" class=\"share-email sd-button share-icon\" href=\"http:\/\/grumpyseniors.com\/?p=1308&amp;share=email\" target=\"_blank\" title=\"Click to email this to a friend\"><span>Email<\/span><\/a><\/li><li class=\"share-end\"><\/li><\/ul><\/div><\/div><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The wife can be an incredibly cruel person. 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