Little Brother was sitting at the kitchen table eating his buttered toast (“diner style”–cut in triangles) while I made his lunch. He brings a morning snack to school, so I was packing that too.
I asked him if he wanted any Triscuit crackers in his lunch, since he really likes those.
“Four,” he said. And then as I reached for the box, he stopped me. “Does that have any trans fat in it?”