Friday Night

Friday Night

Last night I went into the grocery store. A Friday night alone and I didn’t want to cook. It wasn’t too long ago that I would have spent a night like this with Subway, some ice cream and catching up on some indie movies (or watching Mean Girls for 3 millionth time). I wandered through the grocery store without anything in particular in mind – aside from not making any dishes when I got home. Check out the “health section” of the grocery store. Cane sugar, molasses, agave, dextrose, more cane sugar.

After a good amount of aimless wandering. I walked out of the grocery store with a bag of plain potato chips and made myself a “supper” of chips, dates and nuts when I got home. It’s okay, I put it on a wooden charcuterie board so it was fancy AF.

Every once and a while I get my hopes up and think that I can get myself an easy dinner in a box, even though deep down I know I can’t. Sugar is often used as a preservative. Often enough that is it super annoying. It shouldn’t be a surprise that food in a box isn’t really good, but old habits die hard I guess.

Myself, and I think a lot of society, have become accustomed to convenience and heating up a box of “food.” From time to time it’s disappointing I can’t do that anymore. Real food doesn’t come in a box, it’s not always convenient, but it’s always worth the extra effort. #fridaynightvibes