We may take food a bit too seriously. Over the course of the week or two we jot down ingredients on a sheet of paper, attempting to make the name of the food match the location in which we’ll find it at the store. Then, since we plan to be gone a lot this week, I’ve included items from a recipe that calls for 12C of vegetable broth and other such mammoth ingredients, which I plan to make tomorrow. Seriously, those gigantic pots of soup and stew have been keeping us fed several nights of the week. A real life-saver!
Sydney’s doing me a favor and going alone, so that I can vacuum without him underfoot. Then I bite my fingernails until he returns, wondering whether he’ll have got over the mind-clearing realization that I’ve asked him to buy me conditioner. Wish him luck!
Erin
Alan Schmierer