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I always think of ‘Flight of the BumbleBee’ whenever I go grocery shopping. I hadn’t really shopped on a weekly basis for a long time and just recently started back up. (Story too boring to tell here). I find that I enjoy assembling things like diners, casseroles, and baking goodies. Who or what I’m feeding in such quantities, is still to be determined.

Things have changed. For most people, its probably not even noticeable. But hey, recipes 7 years old don’t have the same sizes. Canned goods have gotten bigger while meat cuts have gotten smaller. Try finding some of the ‘quick-n-easy’ pre-packaged stuff and it’s long gone. Guess it didn’t make it through consumer approval or something. I’ve been adjusting recipes like crazy. I tend to plod like a small tanker through the waters of the grocery store aisles while Power Moms flit around me like over excited ski jets. It looks like one of those commercials where the person stands still and the camera uses its trickery to make everyone one else fly around in hyperactivity. I often wonder, while slowly plodding along, what it would be like to make my selections competently and quickly. Aggressively barging my way up to the meat counter, commanding the help this way and that, barking quantities and types. My little mouse voice makes them lean over the counter to call me ‘dearie’ and question everything I say.

I tend to use the old, “I-have-no-idea-what-the-heck-I’m-doing” look a lot in grocery stores. I ask the butcher for help by telling him what I’m cooking and how. He gently asks a few questions and hands me what he thinks I need. If it fails at home, I could always blame the butcher.

Well back to pouring over recipes and not lifting the crockpot lid.

Ciao