In which I ramble a lot about food

It was freakishly strange to go home with nothing urgent to do last night and nobody else there. I went grocery shopping on the way home at Whole Foods.

Odd note: We went to Pathmark last week, figuring that we’d save money because, you know, Whole Foods is supposedly so expensive. Not so (and I suspected as much after our food bill jumped only a little when we left the co-op). We spent about double at Pathmark and had to go to the “health food” quarter-of-an-aisle for lentils. Back to Whole Foods, where I don’t want to scream by the time I leave and where they don’t have giant unwieldy shopping carts that people angle specifically to fill the entire aisle while they’re pondering brands of peanut butter.

I came home and actually cooked dinner for my solitary self; skewered some pieces of chicken, brushed them with peanut sauce, put them under the broiler, and voila, chicken satay. Yum. And I broke down and bought a Ms. Bento this week (this one, not this one, because three tiny containers is better than two big ones) because I was dismayed at my work lunch-eating habits, and it works like a dream. I heated half a can of chicken chili and some broccoli and put them in this morning, along with some pita chips, and the warm foods were still properly warm when I got to work - though they’re microwavable if they cool too much. And mmm, pita chips with chili brighten the day considerably.

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