Yogurt, anyone??

We came home to an empty house completely void of food. Gabe and Ryan find one container of yogurt (Gabe LOVES yogurt) and its expired. A fit ensues. There's still snow everywhere and our car is still in the shop. Only option: trudging through the snow to the ridiculously expensive all natural / organic store just down the street. The result:

And yes, I received many strange looks from the Richie rich patrons as we strolled through the store with a spoon, yogurt container and dribbles running down Gabe's chin. It was pretty amazing.