Adulting

[coffeedaiv]

Just back from the farmers market. Spring is here, so i am starting to see more leafy greens. Salad mix and Spinach from one vendor, Agugula from another. Radish Sprouts from a third. Meat, in the form of breakfast sausage, ground beef, plus maple bourbon bacon ends. From the German Bakery booth, I got pretzel rolls and a loaf of sourdough, plus a pair of mini seasonal bundt cakes. The vendor knows me by name, and mentioned he talked to his predecessor, who also remembered me (that guy who wears kilts all the time), and conveyed her greetings. I also picked up a package of tortillas and some spice rub from the quessadilla grill. Also got fresh cream cheese from one vendor, Feta from another. A gallon of Kombucha. And, of course, my weekly allotment of farm fresh eggs (plus an extra dozen for C). Total bill feels like kind of a lot of money. 40$, $30 there. A part of me wants to shy away from spending that much money on "stuff I don't need" ( a phrase I was given a lot, growing up). But fuck that. First off, these are my groceries for the week; Salad with bacon blue cheese vinaigrette and sourdough toast. Hamburger sliders. I still have a half chicken and Asparagus from last week, so roasting that. I can construct lunch, and breakfasts, when and as I choose, from what I've got here. More to the point, though; I deserve nice things. I could in theory buy a big tub of lettuce mix plus oil and vinegar and bleu cheese from QFC, for about the same I spent on just a pound of lettuce and spinach. I could spend less on bacon, on hamburger, on chicken. but quality matters. Knowing the vendors, being recognized and greeted and sharing a brief conversation matters. Freshness matters A LOT (I know that my lettuce mix will last significantly longer than what i could buy at QFC from experience). Taste and quality Matter. I know no one needs to be told what I think I deserve. I just need to remind myself. And now I am going to make lunch.