Big box romancing
Saturday, May 02, 2015
The kid had plans with her friends, so the hub and I were on our own tonight. We decided to go on a "date" grocery shopping. Yes, we are a boring old married couple, but Costco is one of our favorite places so a trek out there counts as a date.
We ended up filling up our cart with: rotisserie chickens, packages of lox and Atlantic salmon, a package with 3 racks of baby back ribs, bags of frozen salmon and tilapia filets, cases of yogurt, and on... I love loading up on protein at Costco. So now our fridge and freezer are full of meat and fish; I have freezer boxes full of shredded rotisserie chicken, ready to be used for lunch salads, and there are rotisserie chicken carcasses in a big pot ready to be boiled into soup tomorrow.
I grew up in modest means: our regular proteins were low cost and included pickled eggs, salted fish, tofu, chicken backs, and fish heads. Knowing that my kitchen is so well-stocked now makes me feel so very privileged and secure. I wish I could go back in time to tell little-girl-me that one day I would be able to eat anything I want. Writing this, it seems to me that I fulfill those younger-me food fantasies properly not by eating everything I want all the time, but by learning to want only foods which are healthy and delicious.