When I've gone away for the weekend, I usually come back to a living room cluttered with bowls and spoons, cereal debris intact. D is an avid eater of cereal when left to his own devices. Now I thought I was a real lady with great, healthy tastes, but it turns out I vear towards whatever's most convenient and tasty when all by my lonesome as well. I sort of knew this was going to happen, so I armed myself with all my favorite groceries. As I gazed down at my cart, it seemed this wasn't my usual fare -- it was all pleasure food. What do I mean? Here's what I got:
an expensive chocolate bar, flecked with almonds and sea salt
two pints organic strawberries
the peanut butter brand I prefer (but don't usually buy b/c D doesn't like it so much)
a small container of chocolate milk
crisp local apples
a fresh cream scone (the biscuits first cousin, bien sur)
And I'm all set for a weekend of single gal living.
Do your eating habits change when your other half is out of town?