My neighbor D. and I went on an excursion to Whole Foods Market today. In case you have never heard of it, it's an upscale natural foods store plus an, up up up scale deli and bakery. (Slabs of cooked rare beef, sushi made while you watch, already cooked meatballs the size of billiard balls, fruit tarts that cost 7.00 for one serving. . . You get the idea.)
Thank goodness, they also have everyday things that are not so scary to consider purchasing.
I was in search of tea, she for some special bread her hubby likes and some sort of reasonably priced whole vanilla beans.
I struck out with the Numi Golden Chai. No such luck. But I did fine Republic of Tea's Blackberry Sage in bulk. Bought a little bag, hoping to find the teabags at a later date.
We wandered past mountains of pre-packaged mini-cookies and square marshmallows in pink and white. The cookies cost 5.49 for a 12 oz package. "Egg and Dairy Free!" I thought to myself: So you are telling me I'm paying 5.49 for fake fat, sugar and flour?
I passed them up. Even though I was looking for something special for dessert since Hub Man's mother is coming to dinner tonight. I have stew in the crock pot and I bought some fresh mozzarella to have with tomatoes and basil. I ended up getting a whopping big piece of creme filled brownie with chocolate frosting on it that we can split, for 1.79.
We wandered all over that store and looked at everything. Much of it things we could not afford, or considered overprice. 7.99 for a 4 oz. jar of pesto? Get out! We can make that from stuff in our own garden! Talk about your overwhelming consumer experience! It was dazzling. So was my bill when I checked out.
I do have one very important question for you. I bought 4 or 5 of the most captivatingly beautiful red plums while on my Whole Foods adventure. When I got them home and had put all the other groceries away, I washed one off and bit into it. The flesh was sweet but the skin sour. So I had to stand over the sink, peeling and slurping and dripping my way through this plum. It was great. But I thought... what would I do if I was eating this thing in public? Emily Post would faint dead away.
How does one gracefully eat a ripe plum? (Not a freestone one either....no cheating!)