Warning - this post could seriously make you hungry.
I love food shopping days. Just when the contents of the cupboards and fridge are looking rather bare and sorry for themselves, and snacks are stretching the wildest of imaginations, along comes food shopping day.
I can’t say I’m a fan of huge supermarkets though. I’m talking about the HUGE supermarkets where you could loose yourself for a day amongst signs saying ‘buy one, get one free!’ Huge supermarkets where my mother could spend a whole day in one aisle alone, pointing at everything and picking everything up to inspect. No offence mum, but you do like to take your time.
Personally, I prefer to do shopping on a smaller scale. When I lived in my flat, I would whiz around the local supermarket (large enough to cater for my needs but not large enough to spend a two week holiday in the cheese section) with my shopping list in hand, planning meals and snacks for the week ahead, and often tutting at the price of cleaning products. See, I used to think to myself, this is how you shop at speed and eat at leisure.
These days (back at my parents house) it’s often my father who buys the weekly shop, on a Saturday, whilst I’m at the gym and my mother is busy with other chores. I think he finds it cheaper to shop in the absence of our presence, otherwise we’d be pointing at all sorts of unnecessary bargains (my mother would be doing most of the pointing) and the till receipt would be very long indeed.
Sometimes, like yesterday for instance, my parents will go to a near by shopping centre and ‘pop’ into Marks and Spencers on the way home. My mother will use the word ‘pop’ but I know from past experience that she finds it very difficult to just ‘pop’ into shops. Which is why I have virtually nil hope of hurrying her along in those huge supermarkets. They must be avoided, if possible, especially if one is hungry and the sight of all that food is making ones mouth water and ones stomach sound like a bubbling, erupting volcano.
So yesterday, after a busy day in the office, I patiently waited for my mother to finish ‘popping’ around M&S. It was worth the wait.
Carrier bag after carrier bag was brought in from the car, and I set to work unpacking and admiring.
“Mmm, crumpets!” I said excitedly. “And French fancies!” I'd found the carrier bag which was stacked full of bright colours and high fat contents.
“Strawberries and grapes, lovely,” I said, as I found the healthy option bag. Pink and yellow cakes are all very well, but we need our vitamins too.
“What’s for dinner?” I then asked, the hunger pangs had grown rapidly after packing away the food.
“It’s your favourite pasta dish,” was my mothers response. How lucky was I? This confirmed my love of food shopping days, as I set the table and hovered around the frying pan.
Here’s my dinner below. It’s a no frills pasta dish, consisting of beef, tomatoes, onions and cheese. And it’s delicious. Yellow, pink and brown cakes were our dessert.
What have you got for dinner tonight?
Pictures of the day:
My fav pasta dish.