One might think that the best way to make and eat food that I actually desire would be to go to the store and get it myself.\u00a0 This always seems like a good plan until implementation.\u00a0 First of all, I’m pretty sure it’s only necessary to go to the store once or twice a week, if all members of my household can get organized enough to decide what they want and put it on a list.\u00a0 There’s only four of us, usually three, so to me it makes sense.\u00a0 Easier said than done, however,\u00a0 but I eventually get my parents to decide on what the leftovers already in the fridge are being used for via a very, very circular discussion.\u00a0 I know there’s an element of driving me crazy just for the sake of it, but how to remedy that I’m not sure.\u00a0 Maybe I’ll do something crazy like move out in six months.<\/p>\n
At any rate, I decided to make this pasta dish I’ve done once before (because the leftovers were, after all, claimed for other purposes), wrote down the ingredients and headed to my local grocery store.\u00a0 It was upon entering said institution that I recalled my hatred for grocery shopping, especially here in town. Reasons below:<\/p>\n
At any rate, I survived.\u00a0 The point of all the foolishness of going to the supermarket is to get food and I did and I’m very excited about cooking it and having something yummy for lunch at school this week.\u00a0 I also picked up the ingredients to make some black and white cookies with my sister that I can hopefully post the results of later.\u00a0 Finally, I went to the library, where I do advocate browsing and taking one’s time, and checked out Anthony Bourdain’s Kitchen Confidential<\/span> which I am so excited to read.\u00a0 Review to follow, of course.<\/p>\n