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Category: Food

  • Sunday is food day. I went for groceries this morning, in what I consider a pleasing habit: going for groceries at Oxford Foods on Sunday morning. Ox. Foods is just down the road from my apt so it’s easy and quick. Especially good is that they have my cheese now, too, so I don’t have to make the trek out to Save-On to get it (not that I mind going to Save-On, it just takes a lot of time on the bus. That and I also go to Wal-Mart while I’m at it and I can never resist Wal-Mart.)

    The only thing is that Ox. foods didn’t have any chicken for my sandwiches (to be made on Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme Bread.) They had something called “mock chicken” but I didn’t understand that and my confusion made me scared so I didn’t get it. So later I went up to Wellburn market, where they actually have a deli counter, and it is here that I got my chicken. Also ketchup chips, because I wanted some last night.

    One thing about Welburn’s, and probably the reason I don’t go there very much, is that they have lame customer service. Whenever I go there (and this is probably my own fault since I’m only there on Sunday afternoon when it’s slow) the cashier I choose is having a conversation with the cashier behind her at the lottery counter. It doesn’t matter if it’s a different cashier, she will always be talking over her shoulder to the cashier at the lottery counter. And therefore not paying attention to me. Not that I need much attention, but you know, enough to know that I’m not bothering them by wanting to buy my food and leave. Whenever I’m walking away from the store I’m thinking to myself how they could improve their customer service. And also this time I had my own bag, and the cashier I chose to go to didn’t think that she had to pack my bags for me since I had brought my own bag. She even gave me a look that suggested that she was ready for the confrontation that was coming should I have decided to complain about it. Customer service tip: pack my groceries for me in my recyclable bag like they do at Oxford Foods. I like Oxford foods better even though it doesn’t have a deli counter.

    Now I have sandwiches made for the week on aforementioned bread with aforementioned chicken. I have fruit, and also raisin squares. I just made the raisin squares and they are cooling on the counter. They may be a bit squishy for my lunch, but I’ll try putting them in the fridge and see if they harden up. They taste quite a bit like oatmeal with raisins, as these are the main ingredients. Oatmeal with raisins is what I have for breakfast most mornings.

    I also have sweet pickles packed.

  • Also pleasing is that the cherry blossoms are out! And the trees outside my apartment have buds on them, too. They aren’t cherry trees, they’re something else, tall enough to be level with me on the fourth floor.

    6 hours later: I’ve unpacked all of my spring and summer clothes. I thought I had unpacked them all last week but no. I found more. So the good news is that I have a lot of spring and summer clothes and really have no excuse to buy more (no room to put them). The bad news is that I have a lot of spring and summer clothes and really have no excuse to buy more. Shoot. I also, since I’m on the topic of clothing, have an excess of dance wear. So no reason to get new stuff there, either. I guess I’ll have to spend all my extra money on books and craft supplies instead.

    Have I talked about my Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme Bread yet? I made it last night. I’m going to make chicken sandwiches on with it for lunch this week. Clever? Yes. Tasty? I don’t know yet because I don’t have any chicken.

  • I may have forgotten to write here for a week. I was sick but that’s not really an excuse. Oh well.

    It was by birthday yesterday. Despite having work to go to, it was ok and I was in a pretty good mood all day long. I purchased many things from Staples as presents for myself: bright paper, a whole roll of stamps, Tiny String envelopes, and pens. How indugent.

    I was in Duncan on the weekend and I got presents from my family as well: a set of pots, magazines, baking sheets (more on these later), t-shirts. I also had a birthday feast: my dad and brother deep-fried things in the turkey fryer including fish and chips. I had been craving fish and chips for several weeks so that worked out well. Mum also made strawberry shortcake for my birthday cake. So all in all I wasn’t hungry again until noon the next day.

    In Duncan I also did a lot of recovering from being sick: ie watching television and napping. Napping took up quite a lot of my time actually. How I know I was sick is that I could have an hour’s worth of nap and still be achingly tired at the normal bed time. If I have that long of a nap when I am healthy I stay awake longer into the night.

    Also: now I have a breadmaker. Which, consequently, means that I have fresh bread. I tried a “large” loaf last night and it is far too big. But of the size options given it was the mediumest choise to make. In the meantime, the large loaf makes super-sized sandwiches. Or “double” sandwiches, as I have made one for my second lunch today and actually have cut it in half (as the whole thing wouldn’t fit in a sandwich container) and now have two sandwiches. I’ll save one for my second lunch on Thurs.

    (I could have written the things in that last paragraph in a better way. I know this.)

  • I have been pretty grumpy for most of this week.  This morning was bad but then I bought some gingersnaps.  Gingersnaps, usually, make things better.  They were really “snappy” gingersnaps.  That is, they were hard.  I ate many.

    Another time gingersnaps made me happy was when I was in St. John’s.  I found them at the Loblaws near my B&B.  (This, after I found the Loblaws in the fog.)  They were sugar free and tasted like flour and ginger.  They were great.  (I wasn’t grumpy in St. John’s, I just remember lying on my bed and eating them with BBC news on the TV and being happy.)

    I saw Coraline 3-D last night and my review is thus:  I LOVE 3-D!  It’s like watching a movie with a View Master.  SO fun.  My review is also thus: I want to make dolls!  Not creepy magical ones or anything.  Just ones with cute little faces and clothes.

  • I had English Breakfast tea this morning.  It didn’t taste how I thought it should.  For a time I was drinking it often.  This was when I was at Camosun and we would have a class break everyday around 10 or 10:30.  Ralph would say “it’s time for a tea” which would prompt me to want tea, and I would go with whoever was going down to the cafeteria and buy a tea.  I liked English Breakfast because it wasn’t herbal and it had a nice hearty taste to it.  The tea I had this morning didn’t have that hearty taste to it.  This surpized me because it was Twinnings brand and I, I don’t know, thought that it would taste the same or better than whatever I had before.  Or maybe the brand I had before was wrong!

    The Camosun tea time is also when the following memory stems:  Robin complaining how putting mil in tea was just putting milk into hot water, so really all you were drinking was weak milky-water.  I don’t put milk in my tea in restaurants or cafeterias and so didn’t feel that this comment applied to me.  However, when I at home, making my own weak soy-milky-water, I remember it.

  • My Floor Barre instructor this evening remarked that I was doing one of the exercises in a “gorgeous” fashion. This, considering that I have no strength or flexibility (two things that make for gorgeous dancers, for example) is significant.

    I’ve started doing a new thing when I am vexed (usually when I just miss a walk signal at an intersection). I bob a bit and wave my hands at the bottom of my arms and say “ooooooh!” in a whining tone. I was doing this for a couple of weeks before I, you know, noticed. I should probably pay attention to myself more. I tend to get a bit silly when left to my own devices.

    I bought a new wallet last weekend at Daiso. It was just a wallet of pockets for cards, with no place for change, but I fixed that today, adding some velcro to one of the sections so on the off chance that I have change, I can carry it safely. Adding the velcro was very annoying, as I had to sew it on within the structure of the wallet. I finally used one of my curved upholstery needles (which I purchased in the first place just because they look neat, never intending to use them for anything) and it was incredibly tedious. But I persevered and now everything is correct and as it should be.

    I conclude: I enjoy relish a great deal.

  • I’m going to have rice pudding!

    Today I got a call from reception and Dallas said to me “You have a personal guest at the front.” At first I had no idea what this would mean, having had no personal guests come to work before. However, as I walked out I could see Amber’s head above the partitions and I started to applaud. Then we went for Chinese food and got fat.

    Now I’m going to have rice pudding, because after only six hours, I am again hungry.

  • As I was buying a five-pound bag of carrots today I thought to myself “that’s a lot of carrots.”

    The sun was out enough today to shine through my window and make my apartment warm. I basked in this and then I fried up some saurkraut.

    My nose is always runny on Sundays.