Livinging without an automobile has forced an adjustment to a routine as old as our 32+ year relationship. In our decades as a couple, we have never had a pantry, a larder, or shelves of food stuffs. The Husband, who does the cooking, had always purchased what we were have for meals that day, judging what was inspiring & fresh.
Menu planning was unheard of. The most perfect era for this lifestyle was during the mid-1980s. We lived, for a period, in the Pike Place Market in Seattle. Really, we had a condo right inside one of the best & biggest farmers' markets in the USA. We would simply lock our door & hundreds of vendors offering fresh produce & scrumptious baked goods were steps away. At the start of the day,The Husband would get into his slippers & within minutes, return with espresso & pan au chocolat. He would gather the best seasonal, fresh produce & pastas for dinner.
For the first time in our considerable life together, we are forced to do weekly grocery shopping. This includes making a list for the week, unheard of for 3 decades. I reserve a Zip Car for early Monday mornings & travel to our closest big grocery store to put together a week's worth of essentials.
This Monday, I threw in a bag of Paul Newman's chocolate peanut butter Oreo style cookies. The Husband, at nearly 6 feet & 160 pounds, is helpless before baked goods & I am an enabler. Sure enough, the cookies were gone within 24 hours. I consumed 2.
After I discovered the empty bag, I sent a text to The Husband: " I am providing the answer to one of the SAT questions- A bottle of whiskey is to Stephen as a bag of cookies is to The Husband."
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