I Miss Spinach!!!! Musing

I had just bought a HUGE bag of spinach the day before the story broke about Evil Killer Spinach poisoning Americans by the dozens. As though kamikaze soccer moms weren't enough to keep us out of the grocery store, they have to add spinach -- beautiful, delicious, innocent spinach -- to the list of potential threats. I was crushed. I think I even cried. I miss my spinach. I can't order my favorite salad at Grand Avenue. I can't put fresh spinach in my wraps. I can't cook it up with my pasta. No spinach. Woe is me.