This, in a nutshell, is why you should not go grocery shopping when you’re hungry. It’s both uniquely inspiring and incredibly frustrating. Mom fell victim to Whole Foods’ prepared food section, so we had beets, sesame-crusted seared tuna, fancy fish sticks (which were gross), broccoli crunch (I hate to love it), succotash, and more. Then there was fresh crunchy almond butter, lemon hummus, green beans, grape-pear tomatoes, a peach, strawberries, kale, mushrooms, lemons, kiwis (one green, one gold), clementine Izze, and that bizarre tea. PLUS the chocolate and Fresca we already had on hand… and a bounty of movies. The only two I can distinguish from that pile (the one on top and the one with the green case) are both Audrey Tautou movies (“Le Battement d’Ailes du Papillon” and “Amélie”). Sometimes I hate myself for being so predictable.
Brillat-Savarin’s famous quote goes, “Tell me what you eat and I’ll tell you who you are.” Then there’s that new book that’s been getting so much buzz, What We Eat When We Eat Alone. I think this is a pretty fair representation of us. Chaotic, a bit messy and tousled, partially decadent and partially fresh and light, with just the right dosage of identity crisis. Don’t you think that deep down, we’re all a smorgasbord?
