Listening to:
Definitely Not The Opera

ONE: The natural food shop has always scared me a little bit. Kingston is a mix of private school chic and bohemian scruffiness, and I can usually balance my way somewhere along the middle, but once you step into the natural food shop, you have chosen a lifestyle. I decided to take a peek inside, though, because they sell hummus in powder form, and sometimes you just want to make hummus spontaneously, you know? So I get my hummus from among the other "ethnic" foods, and then hark! Be still my heart! For beside the powdery hummus, there is curry sauce! And not just any curry sauce! Jalfrezi! I am the happiest girl on the planet, and I told the cashier so on my way out, but sadly, she did not seem to be terribly appreciative of my enthusiasm. Still, this is wicked good news, and I am making curry soon, so if you want to eat food so good you cry, then come on over to my house, baby.

TWO: Also in the natural food store, I found a stack of near-fresh Montreal bagels, the best bagel you can buy. They are sweet, they are soft, they can be eaten without the aid of any topping, and they are sesame seed. Also, they are sold by half dozen. Perfect.

THREE: Later, when I was doing the real shopping in the A&P, I found the cereal that made my day complete last year, Jordan's Morning Crisp. True, they did not have the raspberry flavour I had come to love so dearly, but I am willing to try the assorted nuts, and the strawberry is tolerable. So hurrah, Kingston, for importing fancy food!

Other happy things (that do not have to do with food): the plumber came to fix both the bath and the drippy kitchen sink, I finally managed to buy all the books I need for this term, there is a new New Yorker waiting to be devoured, good radio to be heard, I found a place to buy a print copy of the Guardian, and it is the weekend. Go weekend!

Also, and I don't mean to be rude about this or anything, but amen, sister. Thank goodness someone else is trying to put an end to this joke. It was never funny to begin with, and it took all the self-restraint I have not to yell at my tv each time someone would say it. And I really hate being mean to inanimate objects.

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