Thursday, May 16, 2013
I am a shopoholic. I admit it. However, I can't afford the shoes or clothes that so many people like to shop for, so much as I'd love acquiring beautiful things for myself or my home, I just can't do it.
So I shop for food. Food is beautiful and the selection is breathtaking these days. And there are so many places to buy it and I just HAVE to go to them all. If I decide to have, say, a sauerbraten for dinner this weekend, I'll go hunting for the perfect bottom round roast. And I find it and I buy it, and it feels like I just bagged the mastodon for my tribe. I find strange mushrooms and long beans (never heard of those until I read an Indian cookbook). You can't eat Manolos, but I can eat my acquisitions. I have my favorite Asian grocery, Hispanic grocery and Indian grocery. Farmer's markets are just starting up for the season and the displays are more enticing than any department store window. I go to Wegman's twice a week, which is like a little vacation trip. And, of course, there's Costco. Need anything else be said?
My cookbooks are my tour guides, my adventures are shopping for food. The end result is that I spend less on food than most people (I don't eat at restaurants or get take-out) and I spend less overall because I don't hit the malls.
I never see magazine articles exhalting the joys of food shopping, but why not? It's every bit as much fun as the mall. And I get to EAT the result!!