Firstly, because it is Sunday, the official day of being a boring lump, I am going to make a lump of a post, and show you what food we bought this week. Secondly, I have accidentally cut myself with knives 3 times in the past two weeks! Come on! I need to work on being more zen and centered, and not such an Edward Scissorhands. I am very haphazard and unintentionally frazzled more often than I want to be. Reading helps, and so does doing dishes and other chores, or taking small pauses in my day just to think about the earth that sustains me and the love in my life. Anyway...
This weekend involved lots of grocery shopping -- at the Farmer's Market, at Woodman's, and at Trader Joe's. My Mom came down to visit for the weekend, so her, Mr. Cheap, & I got up at the ungodly hour of 5:30 a.m. on Saturday morning to get to the Farmer's Market bright and early. There's basically no one there, so social anxieties are at a minimum, and you get the undivided attention of the vendors, because they are chipper with the prospect of a new day, not worn down after giving their 85th sample to a not-really-interested-in-buying-just-snacking patron. It was still dark (with a bright shiny moon) when we arrived, and that made it sort of magical for me. Produce-hunting in the dark!
