Рецепт All That Sand is Seasoning.

Let me start with a from a local acquaintance, “This red dust covers everything, even food.  Might as well call it seasoning.”  True to its nature, when the desert is disturbed, the wind picks up the particles and transports it everywhere.  Since moving to Monticello, I am on cleaner number 5.  Seems no matter many times the filters and canister are washed, or canned air used on I cannot take apart; the electronic reaper pays a visit.  Ah-ha, thank goodness the company I from gives a new two-year contract with each replacement vacuum!  Oh dear, that means vacuum number 5 may be this earthly realm for its regularly scheduled death and What got me thinking the sand is…