After spending two years in Niger during the Peace Corps I am accustomed to finding rocks in my food. If you want to avoid visiting a Nigerien dentist, it doesn’t take long for you to develop a “soft mouth” (to borrow a hunting concept) when approaching a potential meal. You also unconsciously begin classifying food into three groups with regard to rock content: definitely has some, might have some, does not have any. Finding “rocks” in my corn flakes—generally a might-have-some product—this morning, however, is just about beyond my limit. I guess the NASCO cereal plant in Nigeria has a few kinks in its processing system that is responsible for producing these corn nuggets.
It reminds me a little of what a friend once said after finding hairs (note, plural) in a meal at a restaurant—One hair is an accident; more than that, an ingredient.
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