just a few things that made it home from the market…
I think I’ve figured out why I beat myself up for not getting up early on a SUNDAY.
I was in Whole Food on Friday night. {♥: Stay Strong} Um, in WeHo pet-sitting for friends, I decided to pop in to Whole Foods to pick up a few things for dinner. {♥: Whew, that sounds better.}
It was weird, before I started to regularly shop at my local farmers’ markets, WF was fruit&veggie mecca. Price be damned. Everything so beautifully, artfully, colorfully arranged. Um, ‘kay. Whatevs.
Seriously, I walked in and started looking around the produce section like I was lost. I had no urge to splurge on any pretty perishables. No one was offering me samples of just-picked fruit. No one smiling as I milled about ready to offer answers before I could ask a question. No bountiful baskets of bundled herbs with hand printed signs offering up a can’t miss deal. No antsy kids counting down until closing time. Eh, it just wasn’t the same.
I did pick up a few mushrooms and a garlic bulb. And, my, did I stare at those rad golden beets, but I couldn’t put my head around buying anything I couldn’t wait two days to get at the market. Oh, and my friend, PG, had picked tomatoes from the garden for me. Score!
So, one would think after that epiphany, I would get up early, right? Or wait, listen to this. I didn’t get to do Pershing last Wednesday because it was like cold and rainy. So, with very little fresh and green or orange or red or yellow in the house, I still got there at the end again.
It did just occur to me that I’ve been sick the last couple of days. Maybe… Nah. Sunday is just not my get up and go day.
Maybe next week.
Nikki♥