About Recipe

I am not the grocery shopper in our family. I used to be and actually it used to be one of my favorite activities. I didn’t even mind taking my children when they lived at home. But a couple of years ago Craig became the grocery shopper. His takeover happened for a variety of reasons – on his commute home he would stop at Costco for gasoline and text me to see if we needed anything, I started to work full-time, I became my mom’s caretaker for the last few months of her life, I had surgery and was on bed rest for a few weeks, it just became the norm. But last week I had a day off work (jury duty – that only lasted half a day) and I did the grocery shopping. It became a small comedy of errors. I thought I had a list, at least a mental list, plus the coupons. I walked up and down the aisles; filled my basket with fruits and vegetables, milk, and various other things. On to checkout, the lines were not particularly long, a couple of carts before mine and then I remember another item we were out of. I pulled out of line, maneuvered through the crowds, and grabbed the item. Back to the checkout lines, waiting a minute or two, and then oh oh – I forgot toothpaste. Ugh…. back out again, grab the toothpaste, and back in the line. Luckily they did not grow any longer only 2 or 3 carts in front of me still. Done, finally. Apparently I am not used to shopping, but no worries. All is good.Why do I tell you this? Well, somehow our Costco had blackberries and I bought them. I don’t know where they are growing blackberries in the middle of the winter but I don’t care.

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