This week, Adriana had a birthday party and our cupboards were bare, as we’d just returned from a three week holiday the previous afternoon, so I biked Lyra over to the farmers’ market, where I bought:
- 2 pounds zucchini
- 2 bunches asparagus
- 1 bunch carrots
- one big bag of peas
- 4 artichokes
- 2 bunches asparagus
- 1 pound bag of salad greens
- 6 apples
- 3 baskets of strawberries
- 4 sweet potatoes
- 6 yellow onions
- 4 lemons
- 6 avocados
- 2 cucumbers
- 12 eggs
- 1 loaf of whole wheat sandwich bread
- 1 baguette
- 2 kinds of cheese
- 1 quart sheep's milk yogurt
- 1 bunch basil
- 1 bunch cilantro
- 1 bunch parsley
As I piled the groceries into my bike trailer I thought I'd bought most of what we needed for the week (along with a few things from the grocery store--cereal and beans, among other things). But I think I forgot how to shop while we were away. Either that, or my kids are just extra hungry this week. It's Wednesday night, and I have left 3 avocados (the ones that were nowhere near ripe, which I picked so they would last through the week), one cucumber, half the salad greens, a lemon, and an onion. I still have most of the eggs and sandwich bread, as well as the yogurt, which I'm using slowly because it's seriously expensive (but it’s awesome and it has a very short season, so I had to buy it this once).
I'm going to have to go to the supermarket tomorrow for fruits and vegetables. And I’m sulking because I know they won’t be as good as what I got over the weekend. I think this might be the very definition of first world problems.
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