I seem to be doing quite well for a new year. Three days and three posts. I suspect that this may be a fleeting thing however, as the year gathers pace. You will be thrilled to know that the huge pile of rodent killer I put in the shed is gone. I replaced it. I wouldn't want my (hopefully ex) "rat" to go hungry, now would I?? We will check again tomorrow.
We (Jean, Mum, Diana and I) have just done our Lidl followed by Waitrose run for the week. 4 cups of free coffee/tea is excellent. Diana thinks groceries here are much cheaper than in NZ. Interesting, because I think ours in general are pricey, unless you know where and when to shop, and what for, of course. The quantity of food - fruit and vegetables - on show is also comparatively huge. It is amazing how much I take the displays for granted now, although I do remember a time when we first arrived which almost reduced me to tears. I needed some potatoes, and in South Africa, potatoes were potatoes and you never questioned the variety. They did everything. And there I was confronted by a bank of different names of potatoes, and in those days they didn't have what they were used for on the instructions. I didn't have a clue what to buy. It was difficult to find out, because people thought I was a bit crazy not to know.
Now I know.
It took years to work that one out.
We also get all our fruit and vegetables all year round. I looked at the sweet potatoes, and they were from America. The pineapples were from Costa Rica. The bananas from Ghana. I remember the times when the supply of fruit and veg was seasonal, and how much we looked forward to the first strawberries etc. I am very aware of the food miles, and try to buy locally and as seasonally as I can. I have butternuts and gem squash still stored and most of the other vegetables and apples I grew are now frozen. So the crop continues to supply us with delicious food through the winter, at the very least.
And we have 2 local farm shops where I buy fresh eggs as well. And then my favourite garden centre, which has the ice rink and the fabulous butchery and grocery section as well. Sigh. Every now and then I get something special. I love knowing of a butcher who is happy for you to hand him a photo of a dish, and who will prepare the meat and give you step by step instructions as to how to cook it. Brilliant.
And all this talk of food is making me hungry. Maybe a piece of that blueberry cake, I think......